|| Chapter Twenty One ||
Bea’s gentle voice seemed to work in harmony with the steady beeps of the heart rate monitor. In the hours that have passed, the elder’s cuts and bruises appear to have faded, leaving behind fresh skin. The enhanced werewolf healing worked its wonders on his poor battered body and now, it even looked like there was some colour to returning to his cheeks. His eyes seemed to still be darting and dancing under his eyelids but aside from that, he looked like he was healing up just fine. As if on cue, the beeping of the monitor increased in tempo and the frail figure started to twitch in the bed. The twitching very quickly evolved into full out trashing as he struggled against the IV and the variety of tubes attached to him. Bea jumped to her feet, reaching out to grasp his shoulder f
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