"There's wild yarrow growing near the eastern stream," Freya said, testing her.
"I'll get it." Laura stood, determined to prove useful.
Kera stepped in her path. "I'll go with you. Wouldn't want you getting lost." The words sounded helpful, but her tone suggested she was more concerned about Laura running away.
As they gathered herbs by the stream, Laura felt Sera's eyes constantly on her.
"Why are you really here?" Kera finally asked.
Laura sighed. "I didn't plan any of this. Ask your alpha."
"You should know," Kera countered.
"Well, I don't." Laura straightened, arms full of yarrow. "And now I'm helping your packmates, so maybe save the interrogation?"
Kera's expression softened slightly. "You really do know your herbs."
"I should. I spent my childhood grinding them until my fin
