Chapter 9 The Doctor’s Framing and the Tampered Mate Mark

Elara's POV

Cold seeped through my body. My mind raced with terrifying possibilities when heavy footsteps echoed outside the iron cage.

Chains rattled as they were unlocked.

It was James.

He crouched beside me, pulling out hemostatic herbs and pressing them against the two gaping, mangled wound...

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