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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.

keeping my voice clinical and detached. "It

look oddly vulnerable – not at all like the powerful Alpha King who commanded

edge of the sofa and began applying the salve, pressing down hard

with deliberate force.

Ethan winced, turning his head to

on his lips as he lightly

apply the salve with unnecessary pressure. Each

After everything he'd put me through, a

retribution,

I finally finished,

and caught my waist, pulling me into his arms with surprising strength for someone who'd

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

race.

my heart

tried to pull his hand away and free

he questioned,

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he was above me on the sofa, his weight pressing me down

cushions.

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