Chapter Forty-Two
Cass I heard nothing. I could only stare at Natalie, disbelieving. When I snapped to reality, I turned, scanning. Eris. She could heal anything. I gasped when I saw her cradled in Gideon’s arms. Her eyes were closed and her face was a deathly white. He held his hand over her belly, where a giant gash extended from one hip bone to the other. She’d been gutted, a wicked s***h across her abdomen, and he was literally holding her together so her wolf could heal her. I doubted she would die, but it was obvious she wouldn’t be helping Natalie either. Edana tracked my gaze and then clicked her tongue. “No miracles for you today, it seems. One has to wonder what you’ve done so wrong that the gods seem to punish you ceaselessly in this life.” Natalie’s heart just barely beat. Edana threw somet
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