Isla’s POV
I approached Emma's bedside, my heart heavy with sadness. I gently took her hand in mine, my voice trembling. "Hang on, Emma. We won't let anything happen to you. We'll find a way to break this spell and bring you back home."
Just then, the pack doctor, Mr Harris, burst into the room, his eyes scanning the scene urgently. "What happened?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern.
"She's under a spell, Doctor," I explained, my voice strained.
The doctor examined Emma carefully, his hands hovering over her motionless form. "This is powerful magic," he muttered, his brow furrowing. "It will take time, but I'll do everything possible to break it."
As the doctor began his work, Emma's face contorted with pain, her body writhing on the bed. Aaron gripped my hand tightly, his eyes
