Lila’s POV Sunlight poured through the window of my clinic, giving a soft aura to it all. I sat bolt upright, the memories of last night slamming through my mind. It was like a half-remembered dream, the wolf and the mysterious sickness, Ethan appearing out of nowhere– but my tired bones ached and the unconscious wolf in the next room were proof that it was all real. I stretched , feeling the weight of the day ahead, and headed to the examination room. The wolf was asleep and resting comfortably. I was glad to see that its injury was not swollen up and had remained quiet through the night. But as much as I wanted to believe everything was fine. I couldn't shake the unease feeling that settled in my gut. Sarah was already up, drinking coffee over a bunch of files as she reviewed them. “Um, morning,” she said with a tired smile. "Our patient is stable. I checked up on him a couple of time at midnight""Thank you, Sarah." I replied, appreciating her effort. "I'll take over from here.
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