Amara’s POV.

After my return to the pack, nothing seemed to have changed. The same strikes we encountered every day continued without any respite. I held my breath, knowing it was all part of the scheme. But every time I saw Damien tired and worn out, I couldn’t help but worry.

“You have to bear it,” Selene reminded me.

“I know,” I replied with a heavy sigh.

I shifted my gaze to the ceiling, trying to distract myself. I didn’t want to add to Damien’s already heavy load, so when he told me to stay in the room, I obediently complied. He had enough on his plate and the last...