Chapter 212

Third POV:

The clock struck one in the morning, and the hospital sat in eerie silence, its hallways dimly lit by flickering fluorescent lights.

The quiet hum of machines blended with the occasional shuffle of nurses' shoes.

Suddenly, the rumble of multiple car engines broke through the stillness, making the nurse on night duty jump.

She hesitated, peering through the large windows by the entrance, her heart pounding in her chest.

at she saw made her blood run cold.

Several sleek, black SUVS rolled up to the hospital's front door, their headlights casting sharp beams through the misty night air.

One by one, the doors swung open, and from them emerged a formidable sight: hundreds of strong, burly warriors clad in dark clothing, their faces unreadable but their presence menacing. Each man moved with the disciplined grace of an elite fighter, their eyes glowing with a quiet but deadly fury.

The nurse clutched her clipboard tighter, her hands trembling.

She took a step forward, her voice small and wavering, "W-who are you people?"

The group

remained silent for a beat, the tension thick in the air.

Then, a woman stepped forward from the leading SUV. She was tall, her posture commanding, with sharp, confident strides.

Her raven-black hair was pulled into a tight ponytail, and her piercing eyes held an intensity that could shatter steel.

"My name is Freya," she said in a cold, even tone. "I'm the beta of the Thorne Valley Pack."

The nurse blinked, a confused frown crossing her face.

She hadn't heard of this pack before. Her mind raced-where had these people come from, and what were they doing here?

a softer expression but equally intense presence smiled

to be rogues," she explained calmly, noticing the nurse's confusion. "But we formed an alliance and fought in the last war. The Werewolf Council has officially recognized us as

courage, standing a

in here and... and do whatever

in an

here for one reason, and one reason only: to retrieve our

her words hit the nurse like a

heir of the Thorne Valley Pack? Here? In this hospital? Panic surged

mouth to say something, but no words

the nurse could do nothing but watch as they marched into

hospital room, the air was thick

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the door, a gun in

voice, firm and unyielding, sliced through the

my daughter down," she

flinch. His expression remained calm, as if he

in his eyes-cold and determined-made me wonder if he even cared

the weight of a

"put her down*. If you don't, she'll hate you

got to him.

way his arms stiffened around me, the hesitation

moment, his gaze flickered, and I could

ready to let go. His grip on me tightened

me back

I saw my

spent so long being strong, but now, I couldn't hold it

Mathira. My mother.

name was

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