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    Covering her heart with her right hand, Lydia shed a mischievous grin. “I knew you’de for me.”


    Elena hastened her steps, her concern palpable as she approached.


    She immediately noticed Lydia’s left arm hanging limply by her side.


    Her voiceden with worry, Elena inquired, “What happened to you?”


    Catching the undertone of concern in Elena’s voice, Lydia offered a reassuring smile, attempting to lighten the mood. “Oh, my arm is just dislocated. Help me pop it back in, will you?” she chirped, masking her difort.


    Elena carefully assessed Lydia’s shoulder, confirming the dislocation with a practiced eye.


    With a steady grip, she realigned Lydia’s shoulder, the joint clicking back into ce with a sharp, satisfying snap.


    Lydia tested her newly mended arm, moving it gingerly at first, then more confidently. “You’re a lifesaver, Elena. How could I ever manage without you?” she eximed, her voice tinged with genuine relief and affection. “I’ve missed you so much…”


    As Lydia reached out to embrace her friend, her movement halted abruptly. Her eyes widened in shock at the sight of another figure lurking behind Elena.


    Confusion and disbelief clouded her features.


    This couldn’t be real. Wesley?! How the hell was he here!?


    Lydia’s expression shifted from shock to intense curiosity as she turned to Elena, her eyes searching for answers, a tumult of surprise and suspicion ying across her face.


    Wesley stood a short distance away, one hand casually tucked in his pocket while the other gripped a handgun. His face remained impassive as his eyes followed Lydia’s every movement.


    Lydia couldn’t shake the unsettling feeling that Wesley’s prating gaze carried an undercurrent of hostility.


    She had only sustained a minor injury, so why had he appeared here of all ces?


    Perplexed, Lydia coughed softly and withdrew her hand from Elena’s neck.


    She lowered her head and whispered, her voice barely audible to anyone but the two of them, “Why did you bring him here?”


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    Elena lifted her gaze to meet Wesley’s—his eyes calm yet unfathomably deep.


    She offered a terse exnation. “He helped me locate this ce.”


    “Wow.” Lydia’s eyes darted between the two, her gazeden with insinuation.


    It wasn’t a simple task to secure Wesley’s assistance…


    Lydia blinked mischievously and teased, “Are you two… working together now?”


    Elena didn’t respond.


    She extended her hand and said firmly, “Get up. There are wolves in the vicinity; we need to leave immediately.”


    Lydia’s yful smile faded, giving way to a flicker of vulnerability. “I can’t move. You’ll have to carry me out.”


    Elena’s expression subtly shifted as moonlight spilled over Lydia’s chest wound, illuminating the severity of her injury.


    No wonder she had been clutching her chest this entire time…


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