THIRD PERSON'S POV
King Larson sat at the edge of the bed, caressing the sick woman's frizzly hair. “Honey, I need you to be strong for me,” he placed a soft kiss on the side of her forehead, “For us,”
Luna Clara shifted in her position. Her entire body wracked with pain. Despite sourcing for the best doctors and healers around the pack, all the efforts to put her back on her feet had been futile.
It was like taking one step forward and several thousand steps backwards. “If only we can lay out hands on the blood of the Volana wolf,”
The woman stiffened. She couldn't believe this man right now. “Don't speak of your daughter like that,”
He scoffed and pulled away from her. Alpha Anderson got off the bed. “We're not even sure she's the one in the prophecy,”
“I can feel it,”
“She se
