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JACKSON’S POVI’d been watching her. Not in the way a hunter tracks prey—no, this was softer, quieter. Like the way a mother watches her newborn infant sleeping in their crib.Karen had been the light in this place. The cure had worked, and with it, hope had seeped back into the pack. But now? Now, something was wrong. Not with the people—with her.At first, it was just flickers. A smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, like she was painting it on for show. The way her fingers would pause mid-motion, hovering over a patient’s chart as if she’d forgotten what she was doing. The way she’d stare at nothing, lips slightly parted, like she was listening to a voice only she could hear.And then, today, I saw it—clear as day.She flinched when I touched her arm. She barely looked me in the eye. That warmth I was starting to count on, the way she relaxed around me—it was gone.“Karen,” I said, catching her just outside the clinic door. “Are you okay?”She stiffened, not meeting my gaze. “I’m
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Loved By The Lycan King 0044:Silas
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Loved By The Lycan King 0043: Spoiled Rotten
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