Amara’s POV.
After my return to the pack, nothing seemed to have changed. The same strikes we encountered every day continued without any respite. I held my breath, knowing it was all part of the scheme. But every time I saw Damien tired and worn out, I couldn’t help but worry.
“You have to bear it,” Selene reminded me.
“I know,” I replied with a heavy sigh.
I shifted my gaze to the ceiling, trying to distract myself. I didn’t want to add to Damien’s already heavy load, so when he told me to stay in the room, I obediently complied. He had enough on his plate and the last thing he needed was for me to add to his worries.
When the door to the room opened and he walked in, my attention was drawn to him. Our gazes met, and I smiled at him.
“How’s it going?” he queried, taking off his cl
