Third Person's POV
Dash moved uncomfortably, his instincts telling him to crawl closer to Seraphina's warm embrace.
But even that tiny movement pulled at his injuries, forcing a sharp cry of agony from his throat.
Seraphina felt her lungs tighten with a suffocating pity. She immediately threw her black puffer jacket over the puppy's shivering body.
Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, grounding her wolf and letting her focus center.
She placed both hands gently above Dash's matted fur, her palms beginning to glow with a soft, warm light.
Her pure healing energy flowed cleanly into his skin, soothing the worst of the trauma.
Her eyes were entirely wet with tears as she kept her voice low and steady. "You're okay, you're okay... Dash, you're a good boy. We're going to see a doct
