Victoria's POV
Raquel stepped in close before I could steady myself.
Her arm slid around me as if she meant to support me, guiding my weight so I would not fall again. From a distance, anyone would have thought she was helping. Her face even carried that soft, shaken expression that made her look like she was barely holding back tears.
But I could feel the truth of it.
I tried to pull my arm away, but her grip did not loosen. It stayed firm, controlled, disguised as care. No matter how I shifted, she kept me right where she wanted me.
Then she spoke again, her voice gentle, almost apologetic.
“Let’s go downstairs and let the pack doctor check your injuries. I heard you are… wolfless, right? That means you do not heal on your own. Even something like this needs proper treatment.”
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