Cyrus smiled at her and pointed to a small group of young males in the corner, one who was lying on a stretcher.
"Bring me three rolls of bandage and healing tonic, please," she said to the group of shifters beside the door.
One of them got up and ran off towards the Healer's bungalow. She watched him go until he disappeared from view. He'd be close to Landon. He might even go in and check on him. The idea made jealousy burn through her, hot and quick.
One day, she would be able to melt the ice that encircled Landon's heart. But, in the meantime, she would have to hold onto the conviction that the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes.
It was late morning before the last of the injured pack members was tended and released to their packs. Her sleeves were marked with dried blood and her nos
