ELARA'S POV The leather restraints squeezed tightly on my wrists, securing me to the cold table. I tried to squirm and shift, but they pulled tight, cutting into my skin. I gasped in short, burning breaths as I watched the needle, which was moving ominously close to my arm. I had been in this position hundreds of times before, but it just never got easier."Please… don't. I'm tired, doc. You know this isn't healthy," I tousled my hair with a head shake and continued in a barely audible whisper. The acrid taste lingered on my tongue as I spoke the words, knowing that once again they would be muffled.The pack's physician, Dr. Alder, avoided eye contact with me. He never did, ever. He maintained his interest in his work, hearing my requests as noise in the background.I pouted my lips in pain as the needle pierced my skin and pushed into my vein. The sharp pinch caused tears to brim behind eyelashes. A chill ran through me as the warmth diffused in my arm and my blood filled the test t
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