Claire POV
After weeks of fear and stress, and days hard at work trying to fill my father’s shoes, I finally got to do something I loved:
Start my day by working at the clinic.
I didn’t realize just how much I’d missed being there, and seeing patients, until I walked in the door. Then the familiar sights, sounds and smells hit me, and I took a deep breath.
It felt like coming home.
And though my days were increasingly full of Royal leadership duties, I was determined to continue making rounds and healing people here at the clinic at least once or twice a week.
Because it was my calling.
And because it was a great way to continue to meet with and stay connected to the members of my pack.
My people.
The people whose lives rested in my hands now more than e
