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HOPE
ALEX POV The race back to the Pack Hospital was a blur of emotions, each step pulling me further away from Alice and her brother. The weight of responsibility for my injured warriors pressed down on my heart, a crushing reminder that their lives and pain were in my hands. I couldn’t afford to fail—not again, not after everything we had been through. Our bodies moved on autopilot, muscles and reflexes driven by the sheer need to survive. But in my mind, there were only two names, two faces, two voices: Alice and Paolo. As we burst through the doors of the hospital, the sterile smell of antiseptic hit me like a wave. The bright lights contrasted sharply with the darkness I felt inside. My mother was already there, her presence a beacon of calm and control in the chaos. Her eyes locked ont
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