**When Dawn Breaks Slowly Hope Finds Space To Grow**
**by Jin Rowan Vale**
**Chapter 15: Something Extra Ordinary**
**AMY**
A sudden, sharp pain erupted in my side as Clara drove her fist into me. I gasped, the metallic taste of blood flooding my mouth. Weakness washed over me like a tide, but beneath it, a seething anger ignited, fierce and unyielding. I squirmed beneath Mark’s weight, desperate to escape his grip. For a fleeting moment, his hold slackened. Summoning every ounce of strength, I pushed him away. He stumbled back, momentarily disoriented, and in that precious instant, he swung his fist in retaliation.
I ducked, narrowly avoiding the blow that was meant for me. Instead, it connected with Clara’s face, sending her reeling backward. She clutched her cheek, a shocked gasp escaping her lips, a sound of pain mingled with disbelief. This was the opening I had been waiting for. I scrambled to my feet, hastily wiping the blood from my face with the sleeve of my jacket, my heart racing as adrenaline coursed through me.
The room felt like it was spinning, my breath coming in quick, uneven gasps. And then, unexpectedly, I laughed—a raw, jagged sound that echoed off the walls. I couldn’t help it; it bubbled up from somewhere deep inside, a reaction to the chaos around me.
“Karma has a sense of balance,” I declared, my laughter breaking into a cough. For the first time that night, a chilling sense of triumph flickered within me. Clara had plotted to humiliate me, yet the tables had turned.
Clara stood there, her face flushed with anger where Mark’s fist had struck, her eyes blazing with rage as she regarded me with the disdain of someone who felt deeply wronged. It was a look that suggested I had committed the gravest of sins. Mark, on the other hand, wore an expression that radiated fury, his lips curled back in a snarl, revealing teeth like a predator ready to pounce.
“You think you can laugh?” he barked, advancing toward me, his hands clenched into fists like coiled springs ready to unleash violence.
Clara, still reeling from the impact, surged forward, her movements unsteady. Rage consumed her, and she lunged at me, her nails scraping across my cheek. Pain flared anew, but instead of recoiling, I seized her wrist, twisting it sharply. She cried out, a sound that was both pained and furious.
Mark lunged at me, and I braced myself for the impact. He swung wildly, but I ducked just in time, watching as he lost his balance and tumbled into a nearby chair. For a brief moment, the room was a chaotic mess of tangled limbs and emotions, the hotel’s thin walls closing in around us. My chest heaved as I fought to maintain control.
I held my ground, refusing to look away from them. “You two are pathetic,” I said, my voice trembling but unwavering. “Is this really how low you want to sink? Breaking into a woman’s room, attacking her? For what? For power? For a show? For a pendant? What exactly do you hope to achieve? Why can’t you just leave me the hell alone?!” My voice rose, fueled by anger and desperation.
Clara’s face contorted with disdain. “There’s a right way to behave,” she spat, her words dripping with venom. “You’ll never have the Carter name. You’ll never belong.”
I took a cautious step toward the door, yearning to escape, to find a place where I could be free from their taunts and threats. But just as my hand reached for the handle, a heavy knock reverberated through the room. It was different from the earlier knocks—slow, deliberate, and heavy with authority.
All three of us froze. Mark’s shoulders tensed, and Clara’s breath hitched, a flicker of fear crossing her features. My wolf, usually restless, fell into a tense silence, straining to listen.
Another knock followed, and then a voice emerged from the other side, low and formal. “Amy. Open the door. It’s Garrick. Open up.”
The name struck me like a frigid hand against my skin. Elder Garrick. He rarely knocked unless it was of utmost importance. When he used my name, it meant serious pack business was at hand.

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