(Damien)
"Are you sure you're able to walk by yourself?" Amelia's voice was soft, filled with concern as she stayed close by me.
I smiled, appreciating how much she cared.
"I'll be okay, baby. I'm just going to take a look around. Dark is weak, but he's helping me recover." My wolf stirred inside me, not as strong as he usually was, but enough to push through.
After everything we'd just been through, I couldn't blame him for being drained.
Amelia's eyes showed doubt, but she stayed close, her hand resting lightly on my arm as if ready to catch me if I stumbled.
The pain in my legs was fading, and I was getting healthier thanks to her.
"You don't have to pretend to be strong all the time, you know," she whispered, her fingers tightening slightly on my arm.
