Three years later, I got a message from the pack’s Alpha.“Elise, the pack hasn’t had a chief healer for a long time. I’d really like you to take the job.”I stared at Rowan’s message, slowly tracing the timestamp with my fingertip.Three years. I’d survived three whole years out on these endless snowfields.Those three years had been brutal.To survive, I’d had to push myself to get stronger, then stronger still.I touched the spot where the silver dagger had pierced my stomach. The wound had healed, leaving a scar, and it didn’t hurt anymore.But the scar left by that silver blade would never disappear.Still, I could face it calmly now.I could face Garrett and Lena with the same calm.I returned to the pack unannounced. I checked in with Rowan, changed, and went straight to the infirmary.But I never expected my first patient to be Garrett.He was badly hurt. Something sharp had sliced a long, deep gash across his stomach. Bright red blood poured from the wound, soaking his pants a
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