Melania’s Perspective-
"Stop it!" I hissed to my best friend Linda, trying to keep my voice low. "You're frightening my sister. She should be celebrating; she's been waiting for her wolf longer than any of her peers. Can't you just dial it back a bit?"
I observed Linda attempting to draw deep breaths, well-known for her susceptibility to panic attacks. My gaze shifted toward her mate, silently pleading for them to escort her to a different room. I echoed the request through our mind link—a unique connection the healer and I shared with others, excluding our mates, until the bond was fully formed.
I gently nudged my father aside and knelt before my sister's wolf, establishing a mental link between her and Crystal. "Crystal, your wolf is breathtaking—the most beautiful I've ever witnessed
