The heavy oak bedroom door creaked open once more. Emma slowly turned her head toward the entrance. Healer Ben stood at the doorway, offering a professional yet warm smile. She attempted to return the gesture, but her lips refused to cooperate. Her body was still tender from the intensity of her intimacy with Alpha Brandon, and her emotions were even more fragile.
"May I come in?" Healer Ben asked gently, stepping just inside the threshold.
Emma nodded faintly. "Yes."
Healer Ben entered fully, his medical case in hand. A he-wolf assistant followed respectfully behind him. Mrs. Thompson quietly shut the bedroom door and leaned against it, observing in silence.
"How are you feeling, Luna Emma?" Healer Ben asked, kneeling slightly to examine her knees, which bore faint marks from the earlier passion and kneeling posture.
