Then, the physician took a small bow to Val. "If there is anything else, Alpha, do not hesitate to call." He turned and quietly left the chamber, his footsteps soft on the floor as he left quietly.

Val stood by the bed, looking down at Issa. The paste covered her skin. Her rapid breathing had slowed. Her hands were no longer clawing at herself. Her eyes, which had been wild with panic, were now heavy. As he watched, her eyelids fluttered, and then closed completely. She was deeply asleep.

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