Chapter Thirty-Five – To Lucania With Lyra

Leandros’s POV

We reached the nearest hamlet in the Sylvan Valley and spoke to their alpha. It was a small cluster of shifters who owned some farmlands around and lived a peaceful life. It was they who had provided the Flame Hounds with their necessities during their stay in the forests beyond.

Their Alpha, Dylan Stewart, opened a sprawling farmhouse for our stay. It was rustic but comfortable enough, with plenty of rooms to accommodate us.

We thanked him and paid for his hospitality.

He summoned his pack doctor to tend to Felixe, Derrick, Lyra, and Ebony.

While Lyra and Ebony’s wounds were just superficial scrapes and cuts, Felixe and Derrick sustained deep gashes that needed dressing. Derrick needed stitching and had to be taken to the nearest hospital. He was dehydrated too and hadn’t gained consciousness yet. Felixe gained consciousness now and then, and Ebony looked after him.

I gazed at my sweet little innocent mate, dying to talk to her. Ever since she arrived here, she ha