Aria's POV
Astrid, my best friend, officially joined the Grayson Pack the following week. Her arrival was met with relief. We needed more healers, more people who understood logistics, and more hands to help coordinate the growing alliance.
Astrid had experience in both areas, which made her an obvious addition.
I found Astrid in the medical wing that afternoon, sleeves rolled up, sorting through crates of supplies with the same quiet efficiency she'd always had. The sharp scent of antiseptic and dried herbs filled the air.
"You're settling in quickly," I said.
She looked up and smiled. "I am. Things run smoothly here. You've done a lot of work holding this pack together."
"Thank you. I didn't do it alone." I glanced toward the open doorway, then stepped closer and dropped my voice.
