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ANNE

The doctor, my husband Joseph and I sat together at the side of Clara's bed. The poor girl, the pain she had to go through.

We were in a lot of pain too. With our patient looking like our deceased daughter we were going through a lot, yet we had no one to confide to.

She was whimpering in her sleep and blood trickled out of the side of her mouth.

"Honey, I know this is hard, but don't hold it all in," Joseph said, rubbing his hand on my shoulder. I could sense his suppressed pain.

I nodded with my eyes on the sleeping girl. I grasped her hand and prayed that she takes my strength and get through the pain. I had seen other wolves go through this process, but never had any of them had the amount of wolves bane in their system that she had. Joseph continued to rub my shoulder, comforting me, and kissed the top of my head every now and then.