After the medicine wore off, Amelia opened her eyes slowly.
The first thing she noticed around herself was how she was alone in the room. Neither Cyrus nor Kyle was there with her, and though she was the one who had asked them to go to the palace for the funeral because she knew things would turn worse if they didn't go and explain, she felt strangely alone.
Her gaze moved to the door, where she could see someone standing behind the translucent sheet, and she knew the person was probably a security guard, making her sigh.
Why are you feeling alone even now when I am here? Amelia heard a voice in her head, almost surprising her.
This was new to her. She wasn't used to anyone's presence, especially not a powerful wolf inside her.
I didn't get the time to thank you earlier. Thank you for saving my life. Amelia said, unsure what else to say or how people greet their wolves when they meet for the first time.
