Chapter Sixty-two

Crescent Moon Pack

Ethan stood frozen in front of Ariana's unconscious form, his eyes fixed on the black veins that had begun to appear on her features. The black veins continued to encircle her face and body, snaking their way through her pale face and body, a stark contrast against her porcelain skin.

"I don't understand," Ethan muttered, his voice laced with fear. He anxiously tapped his feet on the floor, rhythmically, frustration etched on his face. "She's still not waking up!"

Beside Ariana was the pack's physician, Michael, his gaze heavy with concern and concentration as he continued his examination, his hands moving with practiced precision. "It's… unusual," he admitted, his tone tinged with uncertainty. "Her wounds should be fatal, yet… there's something strange happening to her."