Alpha Gray’s POV

Therapist Jane’s office was smaller than I expected, but neat and quiet. The walls were covered with medical certificates and framed prints of peaceful gardens. Jane sat across from me, her brown hair pulled back in a bun.

She pulled Aurora’s file closer and looked up at me. “Alpha Gray, I want you to know that Aurora is making progress. Her recent checkup showed real improvement.

The scars are healing, and she’s regained more movement in her leg than we hoped for at ...