Chapter Eighty - One

MAX’S POV

I sat by Amelia’s side watching her sleep. She still hadn’t regained consciousness since she fainted, although the Doctor had given her an all-clear. She wasn’t in any physical danger, but the fear was that she might be in psychological danger, considering the fact that she’d lost her newborn son and also made her very first transition into a wolf all in one day.

The Doctor notified me that Amelia was also very exhausted and was thus to be on bed rest for some days. It would even help them properly observe her to determine if she was in any immediate psychological danger or not.

On one side, I was thrilled that the sorcery binding Amelia’s wolf was broken, and now she could be 100% who she was born to be. However, I’d also lost my son, and my wife was still in a state of such deep sleep it felt like she was in a coma.

I wasn’t in the best mood. The door opened behind me, and I turned to see who it was. It was Meredith, Amelia’s mum. Her face was white with grief, and even