Arin was in bed, unconscious from the sudden onslaught of pain. It had been six hours and Meredith was getting worried about her. Alistair still hadn't returned after he laid Arin down in her bed after calling for the healers. Meredith couldn't sleep, hadn't eaten anything and she would either be pacing the room or be sitting beside Arin, caressing her head and arms. The healers that left a few hours prior, weren't of much help. How would they help when this was something beyond human anatomy ? Werewolf bonds and their bodies worked very differently and right now, Meredith knew that what Arin was feeling was an effect of the mate bond she had with the triplets.
Meredith remembered when the triplets and other wolves were leaving the castle ground, Alexis asked to talk separately.
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