The battle was over but the cost was clear. I woke up in the medical room with bandages across my side and a deep ache in my bones that seemed to reach all the way to my soul. The Shadow Gift had saved Liam, but it had nearly broken me in the process. Every muscle screamed in protest as I shifted slightly, trying to find a more comfortable position. The room was quiet, the sounds of the aftermath muffled by the thick stone walls. I could hear distant hammering as the pack began the long work of rebuilding what had been destroyed.
You are awake, Asher said softly from the chair beside my bed. His hand held mine carefully, his fingers warm and steady against my skin. He looked exhausted, dark circles shadowing his eyes, his clothes still bearing the stains of battle. How do you feel?
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