Thessalia whimpered like a stray kitten, thrashing in Warren's strong arms. Her pitiful cries echoed through the air, resembling the desperate pleas of a lost and wounded creature. Warren was holding her with a cautious grip, cradled her close to his chest, mindful not to let her slip away like Quinn had done the day before.
The memory of Garrick's powerful blow and the resulting bruise etched in his mind, urging him to be gentle and resolute in his support. He refused to repeat the same mistake and risk the wrath of their fierce Beta once more.
This time Thessalia's senses slowly reawakened, piercing through the haze of unconsciousness. Agonizing waves of pain surged through her body, scorching every fiber as if a malevolent force had reached into her core and violently twisted it.
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