Chapter 53 Let's Give This A Chance - I

• The morning sun was pale, draping the pack’s village in a golden veil that made the castle stones shimmer softly. Alaric strode down the hospital hallway with steady steps, but his heart felt tight. The howl from the night before still echoed in his mind, along with the desperate sound of his mate’s voice calling for help.
• When he reached the end, near the stretchers, he saw her.
• Eulalia was standing, wearing a light cotton nightgown. Her loose hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, and her still-pale face bore traces of the shock she’d been through these past days. Bruises marked her arms, and even with bandages covering part of her ribs, she was trying to walk alone toward the door, limping slightly.