~Zegulf~
It's exhausting waiting behind to hear from the doctor. I shouldn't even be seated here. I should be having a meeting with a few of the pack elders I nominated into the Alpha's Cabal.
They need to know that I have the Moon-made. It should be a thing of celebration and a big blessing to our Pack. But somehow, Xyana's health and welfare seem to matter most to me right now.
'Why isn't she healing? Does Moon-mades not have functioning wolves?'
"We have to meet with the Cabal." My Beta, Xavier, reminds me via mind-link, and I frown at him. "Alpha–"
"Stop it, Xavier." I cut him off. "I'll go once I'm certain she's okay," I respond via mind-link.
Thankfully the doctor chose that moment to step in. "So?" I snapped at the innocent man.
"Her wounds have been disinfected and treate
