Chapter 89
Trista's POV
The silverleaf purification array still glowed faintly over the doorway of the healing center, not far from my dorm. I rubbed my aching temples and filed the final "Lunar Rhythm and Pheromone Balance Report."
I had immersed myself in the treatment room all day, not even relaxing during lunch. I needed my hands to stay busy to suppress the persistent, dull ache of the mating bond behind my sternum.
Cassian's mind-link had pricked my consciousness once in the afternoon, like a fine needle, but I instantly cut the connection.
I knew his logic too well. As the Alpha of the Ironthorn pack, his schedule was more structured than a pack territory map. There was no way he'd spend an entire day at this branch so far from the Ironthorn barrier, just for me.
In the eveni
