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Chapter 65

VESTA'S POV

My ankle screamed in protest as I landed wrong, a searing pain shooting up my leg. I stumbled, dropping my practice sword with a clatter. A strangled cry escaped my lips before I could bite it back.

Everything went blurry for a second, then Dom was beside me, his face etched with concern. "Lila! What happened?"

"I think I…" I gritted my teeth, trying to stand, but a fresh wave of pain sent me sprawling back onto the mat. "My ankle."

He knelt beside me, his calloused fingers gently probing the injured area. "It's swollen already. Definitely a sprain, maybe more."

Panic bubbled in my chest. A sprain meant recovery time, missed training sessions, a setback in my quest to become stronger. I bit my lip, trying to blink away the tears pricking at my eyes.

"Hey, hey," Dom soothed, his voice calm and reassuring. "Don't worry, we'll get you checked out by the pack healer."

The next thing I knew, I was being hoisted into his arms, bridal style. A blush crept up my cheeks despite the
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