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Chapter 129

Author: Delight J
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LESSIE

I woke up with a jolt, every nerve screaming. Pain stabbed through my ribs, jagged and sharp, and I swallowed against it, forcing air into my lungs. The hospital room spun for a second. White walls. Beeping monitors.

Dante.

He sat in the chair beside me, hunched over, elbows on his knees, head resting against his palms. Red-rimmed eyes. Dark circles under them. His jaw was tight, lips pressed into a thin line. I wanted to reach for him, to touch, to say something but every movement hurt, every breath felt like knives.

“You… flatlined twice,” he whispered without looking at me. His voice cracked, just slightly, but it was enough. “Twice, Lessie. Luckily your wolf refused to let you die. I couldn’t…” His hands trembled as he ran them through his hair. “I couldn’t believe you wanted to leave me so bad that you'd die while at it.”

I almost smiled. But instead, my throat burned, and all I could do was watch him, my own heart twisting. That space between us felt wider than any canyo
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