LILY POV
The scream cut through the morning air like a knife through quiet.
I dropped the healing herbs I'd been sorting and ran toward the sound. My feet barely hit the ground as I raced through Silver Peak's main clearing. Other pack members were running too, their faces full of fear.
"Help! Someone help us!" The voice belonged to Maya, one of our younger moms. I could see her near the nursery, holding her three-year-old son Tommy. Blood covered his small arm.
Without thinking, I pushed through the crowd of wolves gathered around them. This was my job now - helping people when they got hurt. But as I knelt beside Tommy, something strange happened inside my chest.
It felt like a warm fire had suddenly blazed to life where my heart used to feel empty. The feeling was so strong it almost knocked me over. I had to grip the ground to stay steady.
"What happened?" I asked Maya, forcing my voice to stay calm even though this new feeling was making my hands shake.
