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Dax lay on the couch weak and hopeless. He called out weakly for a glass of water with a bandage strapped across his chest.

Still in the process of receiving treatment as he was slowly recovering from the effects of Damien's poisoned arrow. A group of men had set out on a perilous quest to find an antidote which will neutralize the poison.

Oscar on the other hand found himself entrusted with the task of training a group of juvenile Lycans. These young werewolves had been captured from a rival park, and it was Oscar's responsibility to guide them and teach them the ways of their kind.

As Oscar diligently trained the young Lycans, helping them harness their instincts and control their transformations, Aria, curious about Oscar's progress, decided to pay him a visit. She admired his dedication and soundness as he instructed showed the juvenile werewolves.

Interrupting the training session, Aria approached Oscar with a warm smile. The sparks of their deepening connection were undeniab