Selene's POV
We all waited outside Victor's hospital room, but every second that passed felt like an eternity.
Abel paced back and forth, his boots clicking rhythmically on the polished floor. A few pack members sat on benches against the wall, their faces drawn and worried. Even the nurses seemed to move more quietly than usual, as if afraid to disturb the heavy silence.
I stood closest to the door, my hands clasped tightly in front of me. I couldn't sit. Couldn't pace. Could barely breathe.
Inside that room, the witch was working on Victor. Trying to save his life.
Everything depended on what happened in the next few minutes.
Finally, after what felt like hours but was probably only one, the door opened.
The witch stepped out, her white robes rustling softly. Her face was calm an
