#Chapter 142: Alfira’s Story
Aria
By the time we reached the pack house, Alfira fading in and out of consciousness in Darren’s arms, the local doctor was already waiting for us at the front door. Darren whisked Alfira inside to be examined, and I followed, Lucas trailing behind me.
The infirmary was a small room on the first floor of the pack house, equipped with basic medical supplies. Darren gently laid Alfira on the examination table while the doctor began gathering what he needed.
“What do you think happened to her?” I asked, my eyes fixed on Alfira’s pale face.
The doctor shook his head as he cut away Alfira’s tattered clothing to reveal her injuries. “It’s hard to say without a full examination, but it certainly looks like she’s lost a lot of blood.” He pointed to a deep gash on her side. “This looks like a stab wound. Appears she broke her ankle, too.”
My stomach lurched at the sight. I went to usher Lucas out of the room, not wanting him to see this, but he wrung his hands and

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