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I dashed into the pack house, my heart racing with a mix of concern and annoyance.
I wasn't rushing to her side because I cared for her, but because of the trouble it would cause me if anything happened to her in this pack.
Her father is an influential figure, and I needed to maintain a good relationship with him, especially taking care of his daughter. Though he has been stepping on my toes these past few days, I still needed to protect her.
As I entered the pack house, I was greeted by her handmaiden who was by her door. They curtsied and gave me entrance to Nyx's room.
I pushed open the door, and my eyes landed on Nyx, groaning and bleeding from her wrist. My instincts kicked in, and I rushed toward her, grabbing her hands and examining the wound.
"What the fuck did you do?" I bellowed.
Nyx looked up at me, her eyes welling up with tears, and she embraced me tightly. I stared at the pack doctor, who was standing by, and gestured for him to clean her wound.
