THIRD PERSON'S POV:-

Camella was biting her nails nervously. She was walking back and forth in front of her bedroom door. She just wanted to go inside and sleep peacefully. But she couldn't shake off this feeling of uncertainty. "We need to check if she is actually dead along with the baby. Or all of our hard work will be wasted yet again." Cindy, Camella's wolf, spoke.

Their frustration was rising. They could hear Ersa screaming in pain. But ...