The Alpha's Summons

Cleo's POV

"I want to go home."

My voice came out as a harsh, jagged rasp, tearing through the quiet room. My throat felt raw, stripped bare by the agonizing screams that had ripped through me on the rooftop. The sterile white walls of the pack infirmary felt like a cage pressing against my ribs, suffocating me with the sharp scent of bleach and medical alcohol.

Valerie shifted on her feet, h