Chapter 56.2

Healer Sakhet strolled in through the door with her hands in her pockets. “My memory enchantment rewound his soul, and the Neutral body he inhabited made the appropriate adjustments.”

I nodded, wondering if Fenrir had purchased the bodies from the same place Healer Iaso had gotten hers. “Has he woken yet?”

She placed a warm hand on my shoulder. “Try kissing him awake.”

Beki gave me a bark of encouragement, but all it did was upset my stomach. My heels dug into the floor. “I wouldn’t have been so forward in the seventies.”

“Think of the kiss as an experiment to see if your presence activates the flames,” the healer said, sounding like she wanted to pinch the bridge of her nose.

“Fine.” I walked across the room on trembling legs, my stomach churning at the prospect of kissing this version of Griff. The one who had held me under his spell for two years, the one I had loved so much that I had relinquished my alpha magic.

Griff’s broad chest rose and fell beneath the white sheet that cover