The Sleeping Body and Dreams

The early morning sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, casting a warm glow over the pack's territory. Within the Alpha's quarters, a tense atmosphere hung in the air. Liam stood at the center of the room, caught in a whirlwind of emotions, his decision hanging in the balance.

Austin and Ana, flanked by Leah, had come with a clear request: they wanted Bloom's sleeping body transported to Austin's palace. Ana's anxious eyes flitted between the three figures, her silent plea for Bloom's well-being palpable.

Austin, with his arms folded across his chest, bore a solemn expression. He had been relentless in his quest to find the healer, but all his efforts had been in vain. Now, the urgency to move Bloom to a safer environment had become undeniable.

"Please, Liam," Austin implored, his voice laced with desperation. "We can't keep her here any longer. Who knows when the healer will return?"

Leah, standing beside Austin, chimed in. "Austin is right, Liam. It's for the best. We need