Tyler's POV - Being Burdensome

“Cough … cough …” I felt my throat burning.

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As the Alpha, I usually carry the weight of leadership on my shoulders, but that day felt different. I was unusually tired, weaker than the usual challenges of leading the pack.

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“It must be the curse, my supernatural issue, acting up again."

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The moon was low in the sky, giving a magical light to the pack territory. The familiar ache in my bones intensified, and I could sense the curse's relentless grip on my being. I staggered, almost collapsing, but managed to reach the sanctuary of my quarters.

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Sabrina, my lover, close friend, and healer, was already present. Her eyes, a soothing hazel color, showed worry as she saw me having difficulty. "Honey, you don't look well. Let me help you."

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I sank onto a chair, beads of sweat forming on my forehead. "It's the curse. It's stronger this time."

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Sabrina, staying calm, got a bowl of water and a cloth. "We'll manage, Tyler. Just let me take care of you."

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As she gently wiped my face, I coul