*Ali POV*
“Robin,” I say, smiling as I limp into her room.
“Ali!”
Robin looks over from her bed, and her face brightens up. She still looks pale, but at least she is awake and smiling. I can feel some tension in my shoulders melt away at finally being able to land my eyes on her. I hate that she heals like a human. That’s how it is with born omegas, though. They get to know the werewolf world from the inside without ever fully experiencing it.
I was fortunate enough to have been born with a wolf. Because they ripped my wolf from me before my first change, parts of her still live inside me. Like healing abilities, speed, smell, and strength. Tearing every part of her out would have killed me since we are woven together until the wolf can be their own unit and thus the change occurs. I
