For a fleeting second, I think I'm dead again, that the Goddess has finally closed the curtain on my pathetic, repeating existence.But then, the pain hits.It starts as a dull, throbbing ache at the base of my skull before spreading down my spine and radiating through every single nerve ending in my body.My heavy eyelids slowly open, and I lie still, waiting for the spinning room to settle. Then, slowly, I start getting adjusted to my surroundings.It’s the same golden ceiling from before. The elegant moldings stare down at me, mocking my survival.My body is so heavy and unresponsive that I can barely move a muscle, every limb feeling as though it has been filled with molten lead.As the fog in my mind begins to clear, the low, murmuring sound of voices cuts through the silence of the room.“...She is the daughter of Alpha Thomas, of the Thomas pack,” a cold, professional voice reports from somewhere near the foot of the bed.I don't recognize the speaker, but the authority in his
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