Some apologies come too late.
When I woke the next morning, my body still felt weak.
The healer’s warning echoed in my mind.
“Every time you heal someone, you give away a part of your own life.”
I stared at my hands.
They looked exactly the same.
Yet now I wondered how much they had already taken from me.
A gentle knock came from outside my tent.
“Lady Aria?”
It was Rowan.
“May I come in?”
“Of course.”
He stepped inside, but the smile he usually wore was gone.
“There are visitors at the camp.”
I frowned.
“Visitors?”
He hesitated.
“One of them is Alpha Damon.”
My heart skipped.
“Damon?”
Rowan nodded.
“He says he came to speak with you.”
Outside the tent, the camp had fallen unusually quiet.
Soldiers stood on both sides of the clearing.
Some watched with curiosity.
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