(Leyla POV)
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The infirmary had finally grown quiet.
After the noise and celebration that had filled the pack grounds earlier, the silence felt almost unreal.
Only the soft crackle of the lantern and the faint rustle of blankets disturbed the calm. Intisar lay curled beneath the covers, her small body finally relaxed after hours of discomfort. I adjusted the blanket around her shoulders, brushing a stray lock of hair from her forehead.
Her fever had broken, and relief settled gently in my chest.For a moment, I allowed my self to relax.
The infirmary had grown quiet again after the ceremony’s distant celebrations faded into the night. Intisar slept peacefully beneath the blankets, the medicine finally easing the tightness in her small stomach.
I stood at the corner table, writin
