“What?” Alpha Logan’s voice thundered, his eyes narrowing like steel blades.
Maya froze. Her heart skipped violently in her chest, and for a split second, she realized she’d let something slip. A word. A phrase. Something she should never have spoken aloud.
Her lips trembled. “I...I didn’t mean—”
But before Logan could pin her down with questions, Aurora stepped in. Smooth. Calculated. She pressed a hand to Logan’s chest, the silk of her voice wrapping around his confusion.
“She must be saying things out of pain,” Aurora whispered, her tone low, intimate, designed to soothe and distract.
Logan’s gaze cut between the two women, suspicion tightening his jaw. His wolf growled in the pit of his chest, demanding answers.
And then, the moonhealer bent his head respectfully. His voice was a
