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Rafe

I sit at her bedside, watching every little muscle twitch, willing Malia to open her eyes. She wasn’t dead. I would have felt it if her soul had crossed over. Which meant the antidote had worked on some level, but what irreparable damage had the Blood of Wolfsbane done? We wouldn't know until she woke.

Garek still hadn’t linked me either and my patience was waning. It wasn’t like him to go so