Kira's POV
Pain. So much f*****g pain.
My shoulder felt like someone had poured gasoline inside the wound and lit a match. Silver poisoning is no joke. Every werewolf grows up hearing horror stories about it, but nothing prepares you for how it actually feels—like your blood is turning to acid, dissolving you from the inside out.
I was floating between consciousness and something deeper, darker. Voices drifted around me like I was underwater. Damon's deep rumble. Claire's sharp, worried tone. Someone else—a woman's voice, unfamiliar but somehow... not.
"She's dying," the strange voice said.
"Fix her." Damon's voice broke on the words. "Please."
"After what your father did? Why should I help?"
"Because she's innocent. Because Scott destroyed her family too."
I forced my eyes open, just slits really……
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