Chapter 11

Aisha's POV I let out a slow breath as I finished securing the last bandage on Simon's leg. "You'll need to keep the weight off it for at least a few days. No shifting until the bone has completely set. Avoid sudden movements, and don't—" The words caught in my throat because… Simon's gaze was fixed on me. Dark, unwavering, and so intense that my stomach twisted into knots. I swallowed. What wais he looking at? I reached up, touching my face self-consciously. Did I have blood on me? A smudge? "What?" I asked, my voice more clipped than I intended. He didn't answer immediately. Instead, he tilted his head, studying me like I was something precious, something he couldn't quite believe was in front of him. Then, out of nowhere— "Stay." I blinked. "What?" "Stay in the pack," he said smoothly, as if this was a normal conversation. "As our head doctor. And as my Luna." For a second, I thought I misheard him. "What?" I repeated, louder this time. His lips curled into an almost amused smirk. "