Viya's POV
I immediately tensed, shoved my phone back into my pocket, and rushed to help.
A young Omega wolf had collapsed in the waiting area, experiencing a painful wolf spirit rebellion. Without immediate intervention, he might shift uncontrollably in front of everyone. I quickly knelt beside him, checked his pulse, and retrieved specially formulated calming herbs from my medical bag. I crushed the herbs for him to take orally—an ancient remedy specifically designed to soothe an agitated wolf spirit.
"Deep breaths," I instructed softly while pressing specific pressure points to help the herbs work faster. "That's it. Focus on my voice. Your wolf will respond to your calm."
The patient's skin was hot to the touch, his veins visibly darkening as his wolf fought for control.
