FINN'S POV
Dr. Pierce slowly pulled his mask down, meeting our eyes with a calm, steady gaze. He paused for just a second, then finally spoke the words we had been aching to hear. "Congratulations. Alpha Dante’s surgery was a success. He will regain consciousness in a few hours."
For a moment, the words didn’t register. I just stood there, frozen, while everyone around us erupted into cheers and claps. And then, as the reality sank in, I turned to my mother. Her face was lit up with relief and joy.
Without a word, we embraced, holding each other tightly.
"Thank you," I whispered, my voice choked with emotion as I turned to Dr. Pierce. "Thank you so much, Doctor. You and your team… we owe you everything."
He offered a small, polite nod. "It was a team effort," he said with a reassuring smile. "Alpha Dante is strong. Now it’s only a matter of time before he’s awake. He’ll need rest, of course, but I’m confident he’ll make a full recovery."
I couldn’t help but let out a shaky laugh. I re
