The woman sounded as though she knew something Seraphine herself did not.
"Why do you say that?" Seraphine asked slowly, forcing herself to push through the discomfort long enough to speak clearly. "I need something that can handle this pain because I already know orthodox medicine doesn’t work for us."
Nessa’s eyes softened with sadness. "You’re right about that," she admitted quietly.
A heavy silence filled the room as she continued looking at Seraphine with an expression that carried both sympathy and reluctance.
"If you want the pain to stop," Nessa said after a moment, her voice calm but firm, "then you have to return to the pack."
The words seemed to settle into the air like something solid.
Seraphine stared at her, stunned. For several seconds, no one spoke.
Her mind slowly processed what Nessa had just said, the meaning settling heavily in her chest.
"No," Seraphine replied eventually, shaking her head with stubborn determination despite the pain tightening across her abdomen. "I will never go back to the pack."
Her voice grew firmer as she continued. "There has to be another way."
Unfortunately, the look in Nessa’s eyes made it clear that she did not share that hope.
"There isn’t," Nessa said quietly. "Your only options are to sleep through the pain until it passes... or return to the pack."
Seraphine’s brows pulled together as another thought suddenly surfaced in her mind.
If what Nessa said was true, then something about this situation did not make sense.
She forced herself to sit up slightly despite how uncomfortable the movement felt. "Then why are you here?" she asked, studying Nessa closely. "If the pack is the only place where this pain can be managed, shouldn’t you be there too?"
Nessa drew in a long, steady breath before answering, as though she understood that what she was about to explain carried far more weight than a simple response to a question, and the look in her eyes held a mixture of sympathy and quiet understanding that made Seraphine feel strangely exposed while lying there beneath the heavy warmth of the covers.
"Sera," Nessa began in a calm, patient voice, "every she-wolf in the city goes through the exact same thing, although most of them already know how to manage it long before it gets this bad, because before that time of the month arrives, they return to their packs and let their wolves run free for a while, and the reason we feel pain like this is because our wolves are trapped inside us when they should be out in the open air, so the pain is basically our body punishing us for keeping that side of ourselves locked away."


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