''Lyra,'' Chace called out, and sighed angrily. I thought he was going to keep arguing with me about hating him, but when I turned around, he handed me some pieces of paper, ''Tania asked me to give this to you. She went over the notes you sent, and these are her adjustments. She wants to know if you and Arin could try them out. There are some herbs she can't get, so she thought you might.''
''I'll have a look,'' I said as I took the papers. ''And get back to her. I've already come up with two other cures, and Arin's got the potions brewing. Hopefully one of them will help.''
''I hope so,'' Tyson said with longing.
''Me too. I'd like to mark my mate,'' Chace added and smiled to himself.
''Why? It didn't turn out so great with your last one.'' I said cruelly, and looked at his fading ma
