“How are you feeling?” I asked, concerned about Ari’s health as I watched her struggle to sit up as she had rejected my offer of assistance.

“What do you think,” she grunted out, “I know I said not to help me, but for God's sake do help me.” She muttered as I quickly rushed to help her.

The moment George took me back to the pack house, I rushed to find the Silver pack clinic because that was the only place Ari could be. Her injury wasn’t only on her arm but on her torso; she fractured her rib and it was more serious than I thought. Kind of surprising...