ZARIA'S POV The fever tore through me with the unyielding fury of a wild, unleashed fire. Without Cassian’s massive Alpha aura nearby to absorb the shock, regulate my pulse, and anchor my spirit, the final purge was a brutal, completely solitary ordeal.My body thrashed against the tangled, sweat-soaked sheets of my bedchamber. My skin burned so hot that it felt as though my very blood had been replaced with boiling liquid silver. Maya and my mother, Luna Selene, locked the heavy oak doors from the inside, desperate to keep the remaining pack members and curious guards from witnessing the sheer vulnerability of my condition.Maya kept a steady supply of fresh, cool well water coming from the basin down the hall, wringing out soft linen cloths until her hands were raw. Selene sat right beside me, pressing icy compresses to my forehead, temples, and neck, while gently trickling small drops of Helen’s bitter, restorative herbal teas between my dry, cracked lips whenever I caught my brea
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