The pack healer looked away, refusing to meet my gaze. "I'm sorry, Luna Amari," she said softly. "Alpha Travis has forbidden us from helping you without his permission."
My world shattered. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My mother was dying, and no one would help her because of Travis.
"Travis..." I murmured, trying to contact him through the mind link, but only silence answered me. With trembling hands, I whipped out my phone and dialed his number, but each time, his phone went straight to voicemail. Desperation clawed at my throat as I watched my mother’s life slip away in my arms. Her breathing grew shallow, her skin turning an alarming shade of gray. My tears fell on her face as I whispered, "Please, Mom, stay with me."
But there was nothing I could do. With no one willing to help, I could only watch as the light faded from her eyes. She died there, cradled in my arms, surrounded by people who stood by, doing nothing. My heart shattered into a million pieces, and a hollow numbness settled over me.
I screamed and cried, holding my mother's lifeless body as the reality of my situation sunk in.
She was gone... My beautiful, loving mother was gone.