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Chapter 61

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Varic’s POV

Light seared through my closed lids like a thousand needles. My throat burned raw, cracked as if I had swallowed fire. My limbs were heavy, my chest slow to rise. Every breath came like I was dragging it through gravel.

Then the beeping was steady and rhythmic.

It was a machine and I was in a hospital? The last thing I remembered was clutching my chest and struggling on the floor after I had drank a glass of wine at the ball I hosted.

I blinked, vision blurry, white ceiling tiles above me. The scent of antiseptic flooded my nose clean, cold, and clinical. I shifted slightly.

Pain. A vicious one. It curled through my spine and exploded in my ribs. I let out a deep groan, my body flinching instinctively before the pain forced me still.

“Alpha Varic… Alpha he’s awake!”

Voices. Women’s voices. Excited. Relieved.

A blur of white and green flitted around my bedside. Nurses. One of them leaned over me, tears brimming in her eyes, her hand fluttering above my wrist like she wante
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