"Please help me," I begged, sending my desperate plea out into the pack link. "Someone, anyone, help me." But there was no reply, no sudden rescue, no last-minute miracle. Just the sterile walls of the operating room, the unnerving hum of the overhead lights, and the feeling of impending doom settling deep within my bones. This was it. They were going to separate us. They were going to take my wolf from me. I thrashed against my invisible bonds, bile and fury rising in my throat, but it was useless. I could only lie there, frozen in place, and watch in horror as they approached, tools glinting, ready to rip my wolf from my soul. “Goodbye Kailani,” my wolf whispered. The agony was unimaginable as if I were being torn apart from the inside out. A silent scream rang through my mind, full of anguish and despair. My wolf. They were taking my wolf. The pain was nothing like I had ever felt better. It felt as if my entire body was on fire. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, and was l
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