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Chapter 140

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CANE

I walked into the pack clinic, the familiar scent of medicine and herbs greeting me like an old friend.

The clinic was a place I'd spent a lot of time in, especially during times of war and conflict. It was a place of healing, of recovery, and sometimes, of revelation.

As I scanned the room, my eyes landed on Leah, lying on the bed, not awake, looking weak but calm. I stood there with my arms folded, staring at her. My expression was neutral, but my mind was working overtime.

I wasn't there because I cared about her deeply. If anything, Leah had proven to be a thorn in my side, a constant source of trouble and conflict.

But I needed to know what was happening, and she was at the center of it all.

I studied her face, trying to read her expression. She looked... peaceful, almost. It was a strange contrast to the fierce warrior I knew her to be.

But I wasn't fooled. I knew that beneath that calm exterior, Leah was still a force to be reckoned with.

As I stood there, I couldn't he
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