It turned out I was indeed wounded when we stepped inside the carriage. I did not notice it earlier. There was a cut on my stomach. And another one in arms. But now that the adrenaline rush was gone, my body was sore all over. My wounds sting, despite my attempt to make them heal faster. Too bad I did not inherit Father’s ability of healing. It would come in handy if I did. But Sabrina. She was supposed to become the pack doctor of the pack if only she weren’t pulled out. "Ouch. Dammit," I muttered, trying my best to stop the wound. The Lycan king was silent as we continued the trip. Good for him. However, every now and then, his nose would flare when my blood would flow. “Do something with your wound,” he growled. I smirked. If only that were possible. Unfortunately, my healing was much slower than this time because I had already used all my energy. “I am trying, Your Majesty,” I said through gritted teeth. “I’ve spent all my energy.”The cloak's fabric was sturdy, and I could
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