"Wake up, Healer Alpha. We have work to do."
Dr. Marquette's voice dragged me from fitful sleep. I'd lost track of how many times they'd come for me in the past day and a half. How many Covenant soldiers I'd healed. How many test subjects I'd kept alive for more torture.
The collar's crystals had dug so deep into my throat that I could taste blood with every swallow. My body was shutting down from exhaustion and starvation despite forcing myself to eat. But they kept coming. Kept demanding I heal one more person. Fix one more failed experiment.
"I can't," I whispered. "Please. I have nothing left."
"You always have more. That's what makes Healer Alphas so valuable. Your power regenerates as long as you're alive." She unlocked my cell. "Besides, this is an important one. A high-ranking
