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Chapter 109
~Zara’s POV~
As Layla ground the herbs, their earthy scent filled the room, blending with the honey she stirred in. With a steady hand, she mixed everything into a thick paste and handed me the bowl.
"Drink it slowly," she said calmly but firmly. "This will counteract the wolfsbane, though it’ll take a few days to fully clear your system."
I took a small sip, wrinkling my nose at the bitterness though softened by the honey. Almost immediately, warmth spread through me, reaching deep into my muscles and slowly loosening the weight the wolfsbane had left behind.
Snow stood nearby, watching every change on my face silently. His eyes held an edge, a quiet pride mixed with relief as if he could sense each wave of ease passing through me.
When I finished, Layla rested a hand on my shoulder. "There," she said with a kind smile. "The worst of it should pass soon. Rest, Zara. You’ll feel your strength coming back."
"Thank you," I whispered, feeling genuine gratitude.
Layla nodded and gathered her things. "I’ll hand the rest over to Aira just in case. Finish the dose and you are good to go."
She signalled to Aira, who shot me a warm smile before they both slipped out, leaving Snow and me.
He approached, moving calmly, his usual intensity softened as he looked at me.
"Do you feel better?" he asked, each word carrying an unmistakable sincerity.
"Yes," I replied, meeting his eyes, feeling the same warmth that had spread through me moments ago echoing in his gaze. "Thank you for arranging all this, Snow. Really."
He didn’t respond immediately but instead leaned forward, one hand resting on the edge of the bed, bringing his face close to mine. The intensity of his gaze made my heart flutter and, the words he spoke even more so.
"Zara... no matter what happens, remember I’m here. And I don’t let anyone take what’s mine." His tone was steady, but there was ferocity in his declaration.
The weight of Snow’s words lingered, stirring a feeling of fierce security I hadn’t let myself feel in a long time.
I nodded, grateful but unsure how to express it, yet he seemed to understand. Snow’s fingers brushed against mine briefly before he stood, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
"Now get some rest," he ordered softly, a hint of teasing in his eyes. "You’ll need it."
He turned to leave, but his presence remained. It was surreal, comforting—a strength I hadn’t known I’d needed.
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Snow’s POV
Leaving Zara’s room, a deep resolve settled in me. Seeing her finally resting drove a clear purpose: I’d do whatever it took to keep her safe.
~Ella’s POV~
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