"Battle scars are better than the wounded heart you gave me.
At least they hurt to tell me that I am still breathing."
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Logan's POV
"Your majesty! The pack doctor is here!"
I nod at the guard, and the doctor approaches me. His eyes widened as he took in my wounded shoulder.
A rogue tore apart my skin and it was bleeding profusely.
We have won the fight, but it was a bloody one indeed.
"Your Majesty...shall I give the anesthesia. The wound needs to be stitched."
He says, taking out the supplies required from his bag when I show him my hand.
"No need. Begin with the stitches directly."
In werewolves, wounds heal themselves, but today this was not the case.
Those bloody rogue used wolfsbane coated silver knife, which took much longer
