Third Person's POVAfter over an hour, Melinda's cries faded to silence.Her silvermoon grass pheromones were barely a flicker, and she was drenched in sweat, her wolf fur lifeless beneath her sodden hair.Her wolf curled in the depths of her consciousness, whimpering weakly.She couldn't even muster the most basic healing abilities, and every breath she took shook with agony.Adelaide dabbed at her with a towel, her cedar pheromones wrapping around Melinda in a gentle embrace, whispering encouragements to reignite her will to fight.But Melinda, drained and in agony, couldn't hear a word.Melinda felt herself slipping away. The wolf that had once run alongside her could barely lift its head, succumbing to the encroaching darkness.She forced her eyes open, her gaze vacant and unfocused, her pupils dilated with pain.In a voice barely above a whisper, she murmured, "Maybe... it's better to just die.""Don't talk nonsense. Doctor Digby will be here soon," Adelaide said hoarsely, her he
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