Chapter 64. Healing

Ally's POV

The forest whispers a thousand secrets as I kneel beside the wounded earth, my fingers trailing over its jagged wounds. With each breath I take, I feel the pulsing life of the Silvermoon Pack land, its pain mingling with mine. It's more than just soil and trees; it's a part of us, scarred by battles and neglect.

"Easy," I murmur, not to the earth, but to myself. I close my eyes and focus on the healing power coursing through my veins- a warm, golden light that seeks to mend and soothe. My hands glow faintly, energy seeping into the land, knitting together torn roots and nurturing weakened flora back to health.

It's not just the territory that needs healing. My packmates, brothers, and sisters in spirit, bear the marks of skirmishes. As I rise, I'm approached by a hulking figure- Garrett, one of the pack's fiercest warriors. His left arm hangs limply at his side, a testament to his sacrifice and bravery.

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