CHAPTER 71

THIRD PERSON'S POV

As Lucas left the hospital, his mind was buzzing with thoughts. He knew he had to get back to the pack, but he also couldn't ignore his body's protests.

As he stepped out into the night air, he took a deep breath, feeling the cool breeze against his skin. "I know I should rest, but I can't just sit around while everyone's in danger," he muttered to himself.

He walked through the quiet streets, the only sound being his footsteps echoing off the pavement. Every shadow seemed to jump out at him, making him tense up with every step.

With each step, his muscles protested, reminding him of his recent ordeal. But he pushed through the pain, his resolve unwavering. He had a mission to fulfill, a duty to protect those who relied on him.

As he made his way through the deserted streets, his senses on high alert, Lucas couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. Every shadow seemed to shift and move, every whisper of the wind carried an ominous warning.

But Lucas refu