Victor's POV
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I should have listened to Abel and the doctor, as every step sent waves of pain coursing through my bones. The wounds on my back, from that silver whip, had barely scabbed, and the wolf poison still burned through my blood like acid.
Despite it all, I kept walking. I convinced myself it was just to see if she was okay.
But deep down, I knew it was a lie. I needed to know if Abel was telling the truth about seeing her with Anthony.
The door to her room was slightly open, so I just stepped inside, ignoring how dizzy I felt.
Just one glance. That was all I wanted.
But the second my eyes landed on her, something inside me cracked.
She was lying on the bed with him.
Anthony was shirtless and she was very close to him. Their faces were just a few inche
