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Ch. 21

Author: Cara Anderson
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Sage

The healing wing has become my sanctuary over the past few days. Here, among the herbs and bandages, I can almost forget I'm a wolfless omega in the Lycan King's territory. Almost forget the way my skin tingles whenever he's near.

Cain's fever broke this morning, the black lines finally receding from his wound. I'm sorting fresh herbs when a familiar scent of pine and winter wind washes over me, making my hands falter.

"How is he?" Alaric's deep voice sends an unwanted shiver down my spine.

"Better." I keep my eyes on the herbs, pretending to be fascinated by yarrow leaves. "The silver-leaf poultice worked."

"Thanks to you."

Something in his tone makes me look up. Bad idea. His steel-gray eyes capture mine, and for a moment, I forget how to breathe. The scar along his jaw catches the morning light, and my fingers itch with the memory of touching it back in my cottage, when I thought he was just an injured wolf seeking help.

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