#90

Eve's POV:

We dressed quickly, the weight of the situation hanging in the air. The revelation of Cari's suicide attempt shook me to the core. Her confessions from yesterday had been a storm, but this... this was a hurricane of despair.

"You don't have to come if you don't want to," Ryan said, concern etched on his face.

"No, I will come. We're together now, Ryan, and we'll get through this together."

He nodded, and his hand found mine. The silent support was enough to bolster my courage. The corridors of the hospital blurred as we hurried to Cari's room, the tension thick between us.

Outside the room, the muffled voices of Cari's father and brother reached us. I knocked on the door, and the old Gamma, worn and sleep-deprived, opened it for us, a mixture of exhaustion and worry etched on his face.

"Alpha," he greeted, nodding respectfully. "Luna."

We entered, and I stood by Cari's bed. Her gaze flickered to me briefly before returning to her brother.

"Cari, this must not happen