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"Did you have a good sleep, my little wolf?"
I find these little talks painfully comical.
It's funny how warm his voice sounds. How he always smiles at me. The way he always pats my head to reassure me.
If anyone saw him, they would think I was the apple of his eye.
But despite his sweet words, he never fails to make me cry out in pain.
"I prepared something special for you today."
He gets closer, the usual long thick needle in his hand.
"It won't be long now, my little wolf. I know it pains you now, but I know you will thank me later. I will heal you, my little wolf."
He pats my head and smiles.
"Are you excited? I am sure you are. We've been working on this for years, and we are so close to succeeding. Once we complete the cure, we will be able to heal all the b
