The night was deep. Rather inconveniently, as soon as my last life-saving medicine was gone, my illness struck again. I curled up on the wooden bed, the chill seeping through my bones. No matter how many layers of blankets I covered myself with, I couldn’t resist the piercing cold and pain. My body trembled uncontrollably, cold sweat quickly soaking through my inner garments. My teeth chattered loudly, I wanted to summon my wolf, sadly, none seemed to be responding. It remained silent deep within me, enduring the same pain I was.Clutching my shoulder, where the Panthera tigris had bitten me, my mind blurred, and I was dragged back to that snowy night in the rogue den. Crying, I had called out Alpha Joe’s name, Beta Steve’s, my parents'… over and over. But they were far away, in Midnight Ridge Pack. They could never hear me. I had jumped into the freezing lake to escape the Panthera tigris, my hair frozen stiff, my body shaking violently. The icy water had cut into me li
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