Chapter 111 A Bitter Harvest

Aubrey’s POV

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Listening to the sounds of pain coming from both sides of the road, I frowned, feeling like I had still come too late.

I should’ve come with alpha Henry the moment he said he was heading to Stella Pack.

I clenched my fists and looked around before walking straight to a little werewolf girl sitting under a tree.

She seemed to have just gotten infected, not yet burning with fever. Her left leg looked torn up, like it had been mauled by a beast, bloodied and mangled.

I crouched down and looked her in the eye. But unlike all the empty, dazed, or agonized stares I’d seen along the road, her gaze was steady–like she was waiting for something.

“Can I look at your wound?”

I asked gently. The girl struggled to stretch out her left leg for me.

Her face was sunken, her body just as frail. I rolled up her pant leg, and sure enough, what I saw was even worse–dark red and black flesh, rotting with a foul stench. Some of the tissue was visibly pulsing. On closer look, it was crawling with maggots, greedily devouring the dead flesh.

hadn’t been reborn, this

in my previous life. I’d once cut rotting flesh and worms out of

of her own wound, but she was too weak to scream or struggle. She just stared at me, wide–eyed, and that look tugged at something inside me. She


going to wrap it up for you.

a deep

dry and hoarse, and her small face looked sad. “I got infected two days

in the Moro forest,” I said firmly, pressing

the plants from my backpack and showed

just more werewolf healers–it needed a cure for

T–flu in my last life. I didn’t remember

anesthetic, so I used one on the girl. I didn’t bother disinfecting. I burned my surgical blade and started removing

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tissue.

doing

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her. I cleaned the wound and crushed the herbs with a rock, applying the paste

was taken away… I wanted

werewolves were nothing more

it over her. “I need a pot and stove. Do

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