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lot on his mind. The pack duties and everyday coordination of such a large group of wolves takes its toll. Not to mention the palpable worry that we all feel for Amalie's safety. And I want to save my sister. As I make my way downstairs and out to the waiting car in the driveway, I think about better times with my sister. We've always been inseparable. She's always been the feisty twin. The wisecracking, sweet-talking smart ass. Two minutes older and an entire foot shorter, she's my best friend. As we are driven over to Beta Stone, I use the silence in the car to internally remind myself that even if he doesn't show it, my father cares more than any of us about what happens to Amalie. He just hates outwardly showing emotion. And I also have to force myself to remember that although Amalie is there, we can't see her today. The doctor treating her said she's in no shape to have any visitors yet. She woke up from her weeklong coma a few days ago, and I was already running out the door when Dad stopped me and explained that we couldn't see her for at least a week. They had to make sure she wasn't a risk to us or herself. Fucking This is why our pack had agreed to fund the experimental treatment at Beta Stone. Dr. Jasper was a member of our pack, the father of our current Beta, and very experienced in vampire-induced illnesses. Even though we were yet to hear his detailed explanation for the treatment and how it works, he's a part o