Elora returned to the infirmary with a renewed sense of purpose. Taking a long, calming breath, she stepped toward another infected pack member, extending her hands and focusing on her healing energy, supported by Azriel. The warm light of her gift enveloped the patient, and after a few moments, their breathing eased and their dark veins and infection subsided.
She repeated the process, healing several more patients. When she approached her mother again, however, the red haze of the Omega’s Fury threatened to take over. This time, expecting it, she managed to control it without needing to flee. Her mother’s weak form stirred emotions she had buried deep within, but Elora pushed through and skipped her, healing the remaining infected werewolves until there were less than ten left.
Feeling
