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... to the spot, fingers pressing against the tender flesh. When she pulled them back, her fingertips glistened red. Blood.
Her jaw tightened as she stared at it, fury simmering under her skin. Great. Now she’d have to drag herself to those irritating healer quarters. Being wolfless meant the wound wouldn’t fade as quickly as it would for the others. Her eyes cut back to the cook, who had already walked away, shoulders squared and smug as she stirred the pot — stirred it as if she hadn’t ju ...
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