Days turned into nights, and nights into days. Melissa lay in the heart of the pack's den, surrounded by the soft glow of the hearth and the comforting hum of the physicians, members of the council who were always up and doing .
Avalor, who was ever vigilant, sat by her side, his hand gently caressing her brows and hair.
"Why is it taking so long for her wake up from the deep and uncomfortable slumber?" He asked one of the physicians he trusted the most.
"My lord, after carefully examining her and her flow of energy we have come to the conclusion that the energy and powers that she exercised that very day was greatly beyond what her body could take." The physician answered.
"If we are right, we think that the moon goddess herself took control of her body, using her body to bail you all out that day." He said, looking at the frail yet beautiful Melissa who was now a sleeping beauty.
