Within Damien's chamber, the doctor was now tending to Aurora. Scarlet, her hand and attire, now stained with blood from supporting Aurora, leaned against the wall, silently weeping as she observed the pack's doctor diligently working on Aurora.
Enoch had swiftly departed after placing Aurora on the bed, Scarlet presumed he had gone to address the culprits with Damien. Before leaving, she had felt his intense gaze on her that looked like worry. She wanted to approach him but didn't know what to say. In addition, the situation was not one for emotions. Until Aurora regained consciousness, nothing else mattered.
"How is she?" Scarlet impatiently inquired from the doctor, who responded with a sigh that raised concern in Scarlet. She recognized that sigh all too well, and it rarely signified anything positive.
