As I was ushered back inside, every moment felt like a whirlwind of urgency. We made it back into the sanctuary of our home, the familiar scents and warmth wrapping around us like a loving embrace.
The pack sensed my urgency, but they had seen the strength we exuded even amidst the storm. “Keep calm!” Ava instructed, her voice steady, and she led others to gather supplies and create a comforting environment.
Marcus remained beside me, eyes filled with a fierce protective energy. “You’ve got this, Bea,” he murmured encouragingly, brushing my hair from my face.
“I’m scared,” I confessed, my breaths quickening. “What if… what if something goes wrong?”
His gaze softened, fierce resolve tingeing his words. “You are stronger than any fear that seeks to hold you back. You have faced darkness,
