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Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Cain POV

The rogues are retreating, bastards did not deserve to get away. I catch my breath before pursuing them. I needed one alive, I had questions that needed to be answered. I rush at a lone rogue, our bodies colliding and barreling into a tree. My back took the brunt of the impact.

My vision blurs, and I stagger to my feet, the rogue takes off. I push forward as far as I can before the last bit of my strength leaves me. The wolfsbane had halted my healing, my injuries were overwhelming. My consciousness fades and I wonder if this is how I die. I was sure one of the rogues would come to finish me off.

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I hear my wolf in the back of my mind urging us to get up. My eyes fly open, I see sharp lights and a white ceiling. The scent of disinfectant is thick in the air, the wolfsbane had been scrubbed from my wound. I sit up on the bed, the wounds across my chest and arms healed perfectly. I am wearing scrub bottoms from one of the hospital staff I assume.

I start to wonder
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