General POV
Zaiden’s body was already responding to treatment. Even in coma, his wolf refused to surrender. It pushed against the poison. Maureen, Blue Moon Pack’s best healer, had been working nonstop for days, strengthening his healing process, forcing his system to stabilize.
By the third day, the black veins caused by the silver began fading slowly. His temperature, which had been dangerously high, finally returned to normal. The wounds on his sides, deep cuts burned by silver and poison, were already closing. His breathing steadied.
On the morning of the fourth day, he was awake
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Zaiden’s POV
Darkness clung to me like a second skin.
For a moment, I didn’t know if I was alive or still trapped in that suffocating void pulling me under. My chest felt like something heavy was
