“I know. Stop talking and just rest.” Master Draco looked at me, his gaze tight. “Your wolf’s vitality will manage the recovery. Do not stress over the pass.”I closed my eyes, my lips curling into a bitter, weary smile. I couldn't believe I was being carried back to the stone beds of Bayview Medical Center yet again! How incredibly cursed my scent had become since arriving at the Citadel. The white-hot agony in my gut flared violently, and before I could utter another word, the darkness claimed my mind.When my senses finally crept back, I found myself lying snugly on a furs-lined recovery cot. A thin silver reed tube was bound to the back of my hand, channeling a soothing herbal fluid into my veins. Thankfully, the grinding pain in my stomach had lessened considerably.I shifted my head to the side, only to find Master Draco sitting silently near the hearth, reviewing the territory’s morning parchment. A slight, crisp breeze blew through the arched stone window, catching the edge of
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