The Lone Wolf Is Mine
kind to her, offering guidance and support when she needed it most. If anyone could help her make sense of what was happening, it was Alison.She found the healer in her study, surrounded by books and scrolls, her expression one of deep concentration. Alison looked up as Timbre entered, her eyes brightening with a mixture of surprise and concern.“Timbre,” she said, rising from her chair. “What brings you here?”Timbre hesitated, unsure of how to begin. “I… I need your help,” she said finally. “There’s something happening to me, something I don’t understand.”Alison’s expression grew serious as she gestured for Timbre to sit. “Tell me everything,” she said, her voice gentle.Timbre took a deep b
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