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Ethan Stone's back was lean and muscular, marred by ten crisscrossing lash marks from the whip. The angry red welts stood out starkly against his tanned skin, some already beginning to bruise. Despite everything. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy.

A knock on the door interrupted my examination of his wounds. I hesitated before answering it, suddenly aware of how intimate this situation might appear to an outsider.

A servant stood at the door, holding a wooden box carved with intricate

moonstone inlays. "Mrs. Winters, this is Dr. Harold Bennett's special healing salve for Mr. Stone."

I recognized the familiar, expensive salve immediately. Dr. Bennett had been the Stone family's healer for decades, and his special remedies were legendary among werewolves. The distinctive herbal scent wafted from the box - earthy and medicinal.

"Thank you," I said, taking the box and closing the door.

As I opened it, the full aroma filled the air. It was the same scent I had...

"Why

are you j

just standing there? Come and apply the salve," Ethan called, interrupting my thoughts.

I approached the sofa where he sat waiting, his broad shoulders tense with pain and impatience.

voice clinical and detached. "It will be easier to reach all the

sofa. The position made him look

sofa and began applying the

with deliberate force.

Ethan winced, turning his head to glance at my serious

on his lips as he lightly pinched

him, continuing to apply the salve with unnecessary pressure. Each

After everything

retribution,

brow twitched, but he remained silent, enduring the pain. When I finally finished, I rose to leave, eager

I did, Ethan reached out and caught my waist, pulling me into

me on purpose?" he asked, looking down at me

race.

my heart

feigning innocence. I tried to pull his hand away and

questioned, his

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above me on the sofa, his weight pressing me

cushions.

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