Camellia
Luna Queen can’t answer him, of course. She’s still very much unconscious. Boone kisses her one more time before running while mind-linking everybody left and right, no doubt. He’s going to rush things, I know. He can’t wait to go back to her side again. I love that about him. His love for her is vigorous.
I sit beside the Luna Queen’s bed and hold her hand. “Is it okay if I do this? Holding her hand.” I ask Carrie.
She nods. “Of course, Camellia,” she says with a smile. “That would be very nice. It will keep her warm.”
“What is her chance?” I ask. “I heard what you said to the Alpha King, but is there anything else we can do?”
Carry smiles sympathetically at me. “I’m afraid we’ve done all we can, Camellia,” she answers. “The Luna Queen’s condition is bad. I don’t want to giv
