*Robyns POV *
I waited for Thelma to make my tea; yes, I know how lame I sound; my pack is fighting for my life, and I’m sitting back drinking tea. Don’t get me wrong, I want to be in the fight, but if I get hurt, it will hurt our baby, so tea it is. Thelma comes out with my tea, so Robyn, how are you feeling after shifting insular if I’m feeling great? Thelma nods good, so apart from running fast and you can heal? I nod; she smiles; oh, can I see this? I look at her; well, you are not hurt, so what can I possibly heal? She pulls out a knife and slices her wrist. My eyes go wide with shock. Thelma smiles. I’m hurt. Could you heal me?
I go to her. I don’t know if I can do it in human form? Just try, and I did. I put my hands over my wounds and closed my eyes. I focused on healing, and a p
