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... come our weekly ritual—putting him to sleep with one of Nana’s concoctions. Bitter tea laced with roots, herbs, and whatever else she won’t name. She says they help him delve deeper into his subconscious, get closer to his wolf. I just nod and help him drink it.
He slips into this dream-world, this liminal space where his wolf waits, curled deep inside. Every time, I sit beside him in silence. Sometimes I read. Sometimes I hum. Sometimes I just watch his chest rise and fall—slow, too slo ...
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