The healer’s chamber smelled strongly of herbs, crushed leaves, and medicinal oils.Candles flickered softly around the room, casting warm light against shelves lined with bottles and ancient healing tools. Outside the tall windows, the cool colours of the sky stretched endlessly across the pack, but inside the chamber, tension quietly lingered beneath the surface.Eugene sat upright against the large bed, shirtless except for the fresh bandages wrapped around his torso.Though most of his injuries had healed significantly, traces of the brutal duel still marked his body.Dark bruises shadowed parts of his ribs, long claw marks stretched across his shoulder and the deep wound Desmond had inflicted on his chest remained faintly visible beneath healing skin.But compared to how close he had been to death, It was miraculous. It would take a lot more than these kind of injuries to put Eugene down permanently. The elderly healer moved around him carefully, pressing glowing herbs against h
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