It was unbearable.
Killian never thought that watching the girl who used to roam around him now dancing freely with other men hovering around her would be so difficult.
"Alpha Killian, let's go dance." Hannah held his hand, but the man pulled his hand before sipping the beer.
"You dance," He said, his gaze not leaving Amelia at the hall's center, socialising with everyone.
She looked happier in this strange pack with everyone than she ever was in her healer community. This place looked more like her home.
Everyone was trending to her like she was some kind of queen or their Luna, and Killian heard it was all because she was healing Luna Camila or had taken responsibility for that.
He acknowledged Amelia was truly gifted. Her healing abilities were something no one could match.
Wasn't that the reason why he had run to her the first thing when his mother got terminally ill, and the girl smiled and cured his mother?
