I stirred awake, my mind foggy. The world around me was blurry—voices, lights, and sounds all blending together. Slowly, the haze lifted, and I blinked, trying to make sense of my surroundings.

The familiar sterile smell of antiseptic filled the air, and the bright white walls of the room came into focus. I was in the pack's infirmary. 

Beside me, I saw a familiar face—Maya. She was sitting by my side, her eyes filled with concern. She leaned in as soon as she saw me stir. I ...