Chapter 24: Territory Lines
(Elara's POV)
The ancient stone walls of the Institute of Medicine rise before me, their surfaces humming with the energy of centuries-old pack magic. The air itself seems alive here, heavy with the power of healing that has been honed and passed down through generations. My wolf pricks its ears, intrigued but cautious, overwhelmed by the force of it all.
This is supposed to be a new start, a proud achievement: my first day in the very institute I once dreamed of joining. A place I fought tooth and claw to reach.
But the bruises beneath my healer’s robes throb, shadowed reminders of everything I’ve been through to get here. Ethan’s harsh accusations are still fresh wounds, and Rhysand’s cold words linger like frost on my skin. Even the mate bond I share
