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The Game On the Snow

Aria’s POV

I had woken up to the most intense pain I had never experienced in my life, until now. 

It was thick and suffocating, lodged deep in my throat. Every inhale scraped around the injury, unleashing intense agony that caused my eyes to water. Every exhale burned so hot my eyes watered more.

Yet, what hurt more was my powerlessness, my weakness, that had let me be ridiculed and hurt again, that had let this happen to me again.

I could have heaped all the blame on my weak wolf, but ...

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