Nesrin whispered aggressively to two of her men. They had divided themselves into multiple teams and been reporting back periodically as the healers worked to keep Kade stable. Lyra held his hand as she sat by his bedside, thankful for the stool that had been forced on her. Her ankle still ached from her jump, but she could not worry about herself until Kade was cured.
An uneasy rhythm of late-night exhaustion permeated the tent. The braziers burned lower now, their coals breathing out a steady heat that kept the night chill from creeping under the canvas. Healers and attendants lingered around, only so useful until they knew what was poisoning the wolf at the center of the space.
Kaela sat upon a cot nearby, a blanket still wrapped tightly around her. Despite the hours since Tarek’s a
