Chapter 112 - then you have to return to the pack

The woman sounded as though she knew something Seraphine herself did not.

"Why do you say that?" Seraphine asked slowly, forcing herself to push through the discomfort long enough to speak clearly. "I need something that can handle this pain because I already know orthodox medicine doesn’t work for us."

Nessa’s eyes softened with sadness. "You’re right about that," she admitted quietly.

A heavy silence filled the room as she continued looking at Seraphine with an expression that carried both sympathy and reluctance.

"If you want the pain to stop," Nessa said after a moment, her voice calm but firm, "then you have to return to the pack."

The words seemed to settle into the air like something solid.

Seraphine stared at her, stunned. For several seconds, no one spoke.

Her mind slowly processed what Nessa had just said, the meaning settling heavily in her chest.

"No," Seraphine replied eventually, shaking her head with stubborn determination despite the pain tightening across her abdomen. "I will never go back to the pack."

she continued.

the look in Nessa’s eyes made it clear that she

are to sleep through the pain until it passes... or return to

another thought suddenly surfaced in her

something about this situation did not make

forced herself to sit up slightly despite how uncomfortable the movement felt. "Then why are you here?" she asked, studying Nessa closely. "If the pack is the only place where this

more weight than a simple response to a question, and the look in her eyes held a mixture of sympathy and quiet understanding that made Seraphine feel strangely exposed

before that time of the month arrives, they return to their packs and let their wolves run free for a while, and the reason we feel pain like this is because our wolves are trapped inside us when they should be out in the open air, so the

settled into Seraphine’s mind slowly, the meaning spreading through her thoughts while the dull, relentless ache twisting through her abdomen refused to ease even slightly, and as the words echoed in her head she could not stop

the pale glow of the moon, the forest floor soft beneath her paws while the scent of pine and earth filled the cool air, and the way

the center of her life. They

those memories only carried the bitter taste of

had trusted had turned their backs on her, and the freedom she used to cherish no longer felt like something

less like comfort and more like walking back into a place where everyone had already decided she

trying to ignore the way the pain pulsed through her body

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