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I move to the next bed. It’s an older wolf named Sam. I’ve seen him around, and he’s usually in charge of livestock. Right now, his entire torso is bandaged and he’s sleeping, so I creep in and gently place my hand on his side. This time, I urge the healing to be soft and push him deeper into sleep so he feels no pain. It must work, and when I open my eyes, he’s not as pale and he is breathing better.
The next bed is another man. His arm is in a sling, and he watches me warily. “Alpha.” He nods, but he doesn’t seem happy. “I heard you speaking to the girl. I don’t want your healing. I will heal the old-fashioned way.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, not the least bit offended. Despite us being born from the moon, most don’t trust magic of any kind. Most even know of my skill, though they choose to either forget or ignore it.
“I’m sure.”
“Very well.” I bow and head to the next bed, watching the woman there. She is sleeping as well, and I can’t tell where herwound is at first. I round the bed and have to cover my mouth. The entire side of her face is bandaged, and I can see burns extending down to her neck.
Oh moons.
I’m reaching for her when a commotion reaches my ear.
“Help! Someone, help!” Toma shouts.
Hurrying from the curtain, I glance over to see a wolf seizing on the bed. Toma is struggling to hold him down as the man screams and shouts, kicking and fighting. Fuck. Hurrying over, I try to pin him, but he’s too big, so instead, I grab his face.
“Calm down before you change,” I command, infusing my voice with my alpha powers until he has no choice but to listen. His wolf whines and retreats, and he slowly slumps and stops fighting.
“Thank you,” Toma says. “He’s been out since the fight and just woke up swinging.”
“It happens. Glad I could help.” I watch as Toma covers him in a sheet and lays a compress on his head. “Is there anyone who really needs to be healed?”
He blinks at me. “So the rumours are true?”
I nod, and he watches me carefully. “I don’t know if he’ll let you. He’s an old, cranky bastard.” He points down at the very end. “Had to move everyone away. He’s delightful, but he’s hurt badly, and I’m worried about his wounds.”
“I can deal with cranky,” I promise as I head down that way.
The curtain is pulled the entire way around, so I knock on it. “Hi, can I come in?”
“No, fuck off,” a grumbling voice mutters.
Rolling my eyes, I pull the curtain back and peer in at the older man in the bed. He’s not familiar, but then again, some pack members aren’t and prefer to keep to themselves. He seems like the loner type. His hair is long and brown on the edges, with grey on the top. His mouth is pinched in both pain andannoyance, and his brown eyes are narrowed. He’s a big guy, though, very muscular and built.
That’s when I remember Jang mentioning someone like him. His name is Con, and he is an engineer for the pack but was always a loner.
“Hi, I’m?—”
“I know who you are, child,” he snaps. “Not to be rude,Alpha”—he sneers the word—“but kindly fuck off and let me die in peace.”
“No.” I sit down in the chair next to his bed, though it’s clear he hasn’t had visitors.
“No?” he snaps.
“No. I’m betting you’re not used to that word, but you don’t scare me, Con.” I lean back. “How are you feeling?”
He eyes me. “Fucking peachy, can’t you tell?”
I nod. “You look like shit,” I agree.
He barks out a laugh, but it turns into a groan. “Gee, thanks, kid, and I was told you were the nice one in the family.”
Leaning in like I’m going to tell him a secret, I smile. “Nah, that was always Marie.”
“Marie? Nice? We are all fucked then.” He huffs, eyeing me. “Why are you here, kid? You just lost your dad and were handed a pack. You have more important things to do.”
“I do, yet here I am, but I’m assuming you won’t let me heal you.” His eyes narrow. “So how about we talk instead?” He groans, and I laugh. “Alright, how about we play a game or something then to pass the time?” He just keeps glaring, and I sigh. “Con, no one wants to die alone. If you won’t let me heal you, then at least let me be here.”
