Evaline:
The wolves responded as I tightened my hold on them and guided them gently with renewed precision.
"Come on…" I whispered, my voice steadier now. "You are almost home."
Draven.
I reached for him first. Not because he's my mate, but because his wolf was the first to push against the final barrier between them. They were the closest to reconnecting among all the patients and their wolves.
So, I guided his wolf down. Closer... and then... they connected.
A sharp pulse exploded through the bond as his wolf slammed back into his body, raw and powerful, like it had been waiting for this exact moment.
My breath hitched as for a terrifying second, the energy spiked too high, too unstable... but I was ready.
I poured my power into him, steadying the merge, soothing the chaos, knitting soul and body back together with careful precision.
Finally, the energy calmed and settled, now aligned. And then, it clicked I to place completely.
Draven... was back.
