Chapter One Hundred and Forty Eight

I walked into the healing room with a tray of food. I set it down on the table.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Balley.

She didn’t look any better than she had been a day ago; her face was still scarred; she looked like she had been through crap and that she had been.

“They fixed up the bones that had been broken, stitched the wounds, and cleaned them up. that is the best they could do,” Bailey responded after a few moments of silence.

“I’m… I’m so sorry for what happened to you.

“Are you truly sorry? I mean, this must be what you have wanted all this time, right?”

“No, I would never wish this–not even on my enemy.”

“Bullshit,” she says, and I had been about to retort but decided against it.

“Those injuries–would they ever heal?” I questioned.

“The injuries would heal after a few days, albeit they would leave nasty scars, but nothing I can’t take; the missing fingers would regrow after a few months, but the burn,” she says referring to the burn on her face. “This was inflicted by magic.”

that mean It will never heal?” I

for that to

pain she

to tell you, thank you, thank you

thank me, even if

made an attempt; that is better than nothing.”

for me–not for this pack; I knew a time would come when Nyaos would want his revenge on me for my betrayal–I thought I

more

it from the wind; Nyaos could never create a wind so strong in the past, and Caleb… his abilities are even beyond

why you did it, Bailey; I have to give it to

“Don’t look at me like

offended by her tone. What was

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look of pity, I hate it.”

I said,

asked your question, and now it’s time to ask mine. Why did you help me?” She asked, sitting up slightly, while she tried to hide it. I knew the

do you

repeating myself; you know what 1 bean. I went to bed with your mate‘” I didn’t miss her emphasis on the word ‘mate“. “You

felt when I saw her

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