The decision

"Battle scars are better than the wounded heart you gave me.

Atleast they hurt to tell me that I am still breathing."

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Logan pov

"Your majesty! The pack doctor is here!"

I nod at the guard and the doctor approaches me. His eyes widening as he took in my wounded shoulder.

The skin was torn apart by a rogue and was bleeding profusely.

We have won the fight but it was a bloody one indeed.

"Your Majesty...shall I give the anaesthesia. It will need to be stitched."

He says taking out the supplies required from his bag ,when I show him my hand.

"No need. Begin with the stitches directly."

In us werewolves wounds heal themselves,but this was not the case. The rogue used wolfsbane coated silver knife and it took much longer to heal.

He begins with the stitches , and I stay still.....no sign of pain on my face.

The only things I could see were tho