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Isadora's POV The warm water from the shower had washed away the physical aches, but the emotional wounds were still raw. I was lost in thought, contemplating the state of our pack, when my phone rang, shattering the fragile peace I had found for a brief moment. I grabbed a towel and rushed to answer it, water droplets still glistening on my skin. The pack doctor's voice was urgent, and my heart skipped a beat as I listened to his words. "Luna Isadora," he said, "Alpha Eamon has awakened from the coma. He's stable now, but he needs to be picked up from the hospital." The news hit me like a tidal wave, a mixture of relief and resentment flooding my senses. I had expected to feel joy at his recovery, but the memories of his betrayal and our shattered bond still haunted me. "Why should I