Nathan's PovAs Nathan paced back and forth in his room, his thoughts were consumed with his recent behavior towards Claire. He couldn't help but feel guilty for how he had treated her. She didn't deserve to be locked up in that dark room, alone and hungry. But at the same time, he couldn't let his pack see him as weak. He had to maintain his dominance and show that he was in control.Nathan's wolf continued to taunt him, reminding him of how he had failed his mate. The beast inside of him demanded that he make things right with Claire, but Nathan was stubborn. He couldn't admit his mistakes, not even to himself. He was too consumed with his own pride and ego.But as the day went on, Nathan began to feel the weight of his actions. He knew that he had been too hard on Claire, and that he had been unfair. He didn't want to be the kind of mate that his wolf was accusing him of being, cold and unfeeling. He wanted to be the kind of mate that his Luna deserved, the kind that would love and

Nathan's PovAlpha Nathan was about to take Claire to the hospital himself when he was reminded of the meeting he had with his elders. He sighed, feeling torn between his responsibilities as an Alpha and his desire to take care of his mate. He looked over at Claire, who was lying on the bed, still in pain. He knew that he couldn't just leave her alone, but he had to attend the meeting.He turned to the head maid, "I need you to take Claire to the hospital right away. Make sure she receives the best medical attention and don't leave her side until she's better."The head maid nodded, "Of course, Alpha Nathan. I will make sure she's taken care of."He watched as the head maid gently lifted Claire from the bed and carried her out of the room. As he watched them leave, he felt a sense of guilt and regret. He had treated Claire poorly in the past, and now she was suffering because of it. He knew he had to make things right.Sure! Here's a rewrite with more descriptive details and dialogue:

Nathan's PovNathan's mind raced with worry and anxiety as he rushed out of the meeting, his thoughts consumed by the well-being of his mate. He didn't bother to engage with anyone he passed in the hallways of the packhouse, his sole focus on reaching the hospital where Claire was being treated.The scent of antiseptic greeted his senses as he entered the sterile environment of the medical facility. Nurses and doctors hurriedly moved about, attending to patients in various states of injury and illness. Nathan's heart pounded in his chest as he approached the reception desk, his eyes searching for any sign of Claire."I need to see Claire," he demanded, his voice edged with urgency.The receptionist, taken aback by his intensity, quickly checked her computer screen. "I'm sorry, sir, but Claire has been moved to another room for further observation. I can direct you there."Nathan's frustration grew, the worry for his mate intensifying. He followed the receptionist's directions, navigat

Claire's PovClaire's heart hammered in her chest like a wild beast desperate to break free from its cage. Each pounding thud reverberated through her entire being, echoing in her ears as a constant reminder of the urgency that propelled her forward. The rhythmic cadence of her feet hitting the forest floor created a percussive symphony, blending with the rustling leaves and the occasional startled chirping of birds.Her breath came in ragged gasps, the air tasting metallic and acrid as it rushed into her lungs. Beads of sweat cascaded down her furrowed brow, tracing a treacherous path down her temples and collecting at the curve of her jawline. The combination of physical exertion and mounting anxiety painted her face with a gritty veneer of dirt and grime, a testament to the harsh reality she was escaping.Each stride carried her deeper into the untamed wilderness, her legs burning with the strain of relentless movement. The underbrush clawed at her exposed skin, leaving a trail of

The moon cast an ethereal glow upon the secluded cabin where Claire sought refuge, its pale beams illuminating her face as she paced restlessly across the wooden floorboards. Her heart thudded in her chest, a symphony of fear and determination echoing in her ears.Desperation clung to Claire like a suffocating shroud, fueling her determination to escape the clutches of Nathan once and for all. She knew that time was running out, and she needed to take matters into her own hands before he could capture her again. It was in the cover of the night, when shadows danced with trepidation, that she devised a risky plan—one that relied on a connection she had long believed to be severed.With bated breath, Claire ventured deeper into the recesses of her consciousness, her mind a canvas upon which the awakening of her wolf would be painted. As she focused her thoughts, a pulsating energy coursed through her veins, radiating from the depths of her being. It was as if the very essence of her spi