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The Emergency Trial

Author: Sharon
last update Last Updated: 2026-02-18 13:40:55

Faye POV

Sunlight was just starting to stretch across the camp when I forced myself out of the tent. My side throbbed sharply with every step, the bandages already soaked through, and the burn in my chest pulsed constantly. Umfa growled inside me, restless, wanting to move fast, to shift fully. I held her back. I couldn’t risk losing control in front of the pack.

Jacob was immediately at my side. “Lean on me,” he said quietly. “I’ll help you walk.”

“I can do this,” I said, my voice weak but
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