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Chapter 9: Rot

"Just a couple of bruises. She's already healing. It might take a while since she's a wolf but she should be fine by tomorrow," the nurse says to Darian.

She's nice, which is plenty weird for her race. She shifts her glasses up on the bridge of her nose and squints down at the bruise on my neck.

"Does this hurt?" She asks and I wince when she prods the column of my throat.

"Yeah," I whisper. My throat still feels sore.

Her warm brown eyes flick swiftly over my form and she pulls a note out of her white coat, turning away from me as she scribbles something on it.

Darian shoots me an apologetic look, and I avoid his gaze, looking out the window instead. He is leaning lazily against the wall, watching my every move. He has been doing that for the past hour, scanning me as the nurse treated me, offering me water and speaking softly like...like I'm something to him.

I'm not sure how lycans woo their women, but that isn't how it is done in Wolvendom.

Admittedly, Darian is the hottest guy
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