Tamara's POV I slowly opened my eyes, the familiar scent of my pack house filling my senses. My body was sore, my mind still hazy, but I was alive. I was back. I blinked a few times, trying to focus, and that’s when I saw him—Dante, kneeling beside the bed, his eyes wide with relief. "Tamara," he whispered, his voice raw with emotion. Before I could say anything, he pulled me into a tight embrace, his arms around me like a shield. I froze for a moment, overwhelmed by the warmth and safety that came with his touch. I felt my heart swell with so many emotions that I couldn’t even begin to process. "I thought I lost you," he murmured against my hair, his voice breaking. "I thought I’d never see you again." I squeezed him back, my arms weak but determined to hold him. "I’m here," I whispered, my voice rough but full of relief. "You came on time, I’m here." As I pulled back slightly, I noticed the room around me was full of people. Violet, Casper, Sophie, George, Adrian, Jack, and so
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