#Chapter 81: The Wound
Agnes
I winced, looking away as the doctor carefully dabbed the deep puncture wounds on my arm with antiseptic.
“This feels overboard,” I muttered under my breath as I stared at the floor. There was an IV in my other arm, pumping antibiotics through my bloodstream, and they had even tested me for rabies.
Both Elijah and the doctor shot me matching reproachful looks.
“With no wolf of your own—” Elijah began, to which I cut him off with a shake of my head.
“I know, I know. Trust me, I know. With no wolf of my own, my rate of healing is going to be far slower, and I’m at a higher risk for infection,” I finished for him.
Elijah folded his arms across his chest and pressed his lips into a flat line, but his eyes were soft and full of worry. I wasn’t mad at him for making that statement, of course; I was just mad at the whole situation in general.
“I felt her,” I said after a moment, wincing again as the doctor began to apply ointment to my arm and w

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