Sabien Oesau lay on the bed, his dark brown hair in disarray and yellow eyes clouded with pain. Severely weakened by silver daggers, vervain, holy water burns, a white oak stake, and werewolf venom, he fought to stay conscious. Clutching his wife’s hand, he whispered “I love you. I don’t know how much longer I can hold on…The poison is spreading, and if you don’t find a cure soon, I fear I won’t survive.” His fearful gaze pleaded with her as the darkness closed in
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