Lana's POV.
A whole lot was just going through my mind at the same time.
If that medicine worked more than the others I had been producing, then I had to do more of it. That much was already settled, already hardening into resolve before the thought had even finished forming. But beneath that certainty, a dozen other questions were pushing upward simultaneously, jostling for position, each one carrying enough weight to derail the next. Why had this particular formulation produced results that none of its predecessors had managed?Asher walked back through that door looking like a man who had just witnessed a small miracle: why did this medicine matter to him the way it clearly did?
Not just as an Alpha relieved that his pack members had survived. Something more particular than that. Som
