Chapter 36 Steps Into The Pack
- Amelia P.O.V.
- By late afternoon, the ache in my legs had faded into something dull and manageable. Rayven still eyes me as if I might collapse with no warning, but she hasn’t glued me back onto a cot yet, which I take as silent approval.
- “You can walk the grounds,” she finally says, arms crossed. “Slowly. With supervision.”