"D-did you read m-my letter?"The voice was barely more than a whisper, wet with blood, trembling like a breath caught in winter air.Elena’s heart lurched. “No, Harris, I haven’t yet… somebody help!”She dropped to her knees beside him, the dirt beneath slick with blood—his blood. It soaked his shirt, seeping between her fingers as she pressed both hands to the jagged wound across his stomach.“Harris, stay with me,” she pleaded, her voice cracking. “You’re going to be fine. Just hold on, alright? Help is coming.”His head lolled to the side, eyes fluttering. “I… I wanted you to know…”“Shh, don’t talk. Save your strength.”She yanked at the hem of her shirt, tearing a strip with trembling fingers, hastily knotting it into a crude bandage and pressing it to the wound. Her wolf, Lena, roared in her head—panicked, frantic—but Elena forced herself to stay present, to keep her hands steady despite the horror burning in her chest.“I messed up,” Harris rasped, blood bubbling at his lips.
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