Chapter 382
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It takes days to finish healing all of the men – long days with Cora and Hank by
my side, exining the intricate details of the wounds. We’ve found that it helps
me concentrate the gift morepletely when I know what is wrong that it helps
me to stitch all of the flesh together neatly instead of just throwing a bunch of
power at it and hoping that it sticks.
The gift itself does not deplete – I feel no lessening of it as I continue to use it
for hours on end, day after day – but I certainly feel the toll on my own body as
the days pass. It’s good work and I don’t mind doing it, but healing men, being
the mother to a newborn, and mate to a man who will soon be crowned King of
our little war-torn country? It’s…a lot.
Sinir tried to help at first, standing with me while I performed my work, but
eventually I shooed him off with the baby because I knew his energies would be
better put elsewhere and that he could concentrate on Rafe better than I can
when I spend half the day in a meditative state. And I also knew that it was
driving Sinir a little crazy, just standing there watching me, trying to be
supportive.
But now, as I finish up turning the final patch of burned skin on the final soldier
smooth and clear, I stand up with a smile, brushing my hands against my
leggings and wondering where he is.
“Thank you, Luna,” the soldier says, and I beam down at him happily.
“d to do it. Hopefully you get some lighter service, though,” I say, cocking my
head as I smile at him. “Fancy being a secretary at all?”
Heughs and shakes his head, running a hand over the freshly-healed skin
and marveling at it. “Not a chance, Luna,” he says. “I’m a fighter, through and
through. I’ll go back on the field for you and the Alpha any day.”
“Well, hopefully not anytime soon, “I sigh, patting him on the shoulder and
turning away to go look for my mate.
I feel quite light, suddenly, at the realization that it’s done. Hank gives me a
wave from across the room where he’s consulting with some of the men who
are going to need physical therapy after their wounds the healing does great
things, but it doesn’t do everything – and I happily wave back as I pass out of
the room, heading to the back of the clinic where Roger and Sinir have
tended to meet.
I sigh a little as I look around the clinic as I pass through it. We haven’t left in
days, instead turning it into a little barrack in itself. And honestly, part of me is
very pleased to be done with this so that we can get out of here. I’m incredibly
grateful for this ce, for letting it be a ce of healing but…well, I want to go
home. I want to sleep in my big bed and tuck my little baby into his bass. I
want a normal night’s sleep.
But then I remember that…well, that thest time we left that bedroom there
were corpses all over it. And I honestly have no idea what state it’s in now – did Sinir like…send
someone to clean it up? Or are they just… rotting…
I stick out my tongue a little in disgust and turn my mind away from the question
as I arrive at the door in the back. But still the sentiment is there. I’m dying to get
home. I miss my normal life.
But what even was my normal life anymore? Did it exist? Or did Xander wipe it
all out when he came for my son?
I sigh, giving a little knock on the door as I push it open.
Four dark heads look up at me and smile as Ie into the room, and Iugh a
little again at the sight of my tiny baby strapped in his carrier across my gigantic
mate’s chest. He just looks so small against the wide expanse of Sinir’s body.
“There he is,” I say, giving everyone a nod but fixing my eyes on my son as I
move over to him. “And how is my baby doing?”
“I’m great,” Sinir says, grabbing my hand before I can touch the baby and
pulling me to his warm side, pretending a jealousy that makes meugh.
“Well, I’m d to hear that,” I say, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him on the
cheek before starting to unstrap Rafe from Sinir’s body, wanting him in my
arms.
“Are you all finished, E?” Henry asks. Roger stands up straight and tucks his
hands into his pockets, listening curiously.
“Yes!” I say with a cheerful sigh, bouncing my happy baby a little in my arms.
“Everyone is finally all patched up.”
“Incredible,” Henry says with a marvelous smile that warms me from the inside
out. He’s been so dourtely – it’s good to see him smile. “That kind of
turnaround after that level of wounds – it’s quite miraculous.”
“Powerful,” Roger adds, his brow lifting. “Imagine what you could do if you were
actually on a battlefield, turning soldiers around…”
I frown at him a little. “I’m not sure I want to think of my mother’s gift as a
weapon in war,” I say, thinking aloud. “True,” he concedes with a shrug. That
does seem…a little anti-goddess, doesn’t it?”
“What are you all up to?” I ask, looking at the table before them which is
predictably scattered with paper. “And where is Cora?”
“We’re making ns,” Sinir informs me, putting a steady hand on my back.
“For our next steps. We’ll want to know what you think.”
“And Cora is in with ady doctor she called toe and check her out,” ((
Roger says with a little shrug.” Although I don’t see why that’s necessary,” he adds with a tiny scowl. ”
Considering she is ady doctor.”
“You can say OBGYN, Roger,” I say,ughing.
“He’s just mad,” Sinir says to me in a false whisper that he knows is loud
enough for Roger to hear, “because thedy doctor wouldn’t let hime in to
the checkup so she and Cora could talk privately.”
“It’s ridiculous,” Roger grumbles, leaning over the table and pretending to stare down at the papers.
“My baby too – don’t see why I can’t be there.”
I justugh at my sister’s protective new mate who wants to be at her side at all
times and take a step closer to my own mate. Honestly, I understand the feeling.
“So, what are the new ns?” I ask, nudging Sinir with my elbow and looking up at him. “Do we
know what we’re going to do next?”
“We have…options,” Sinir says contemtively, staring into space a little.
“Honestly, a lot of it hinges on what you and Cora think is best Before he can exin why, though, the
door opens again and Cora’s bright face
peeks through. “Did I hear my name?”
Roger crosses the room to her in a sh, taking her hand and looking her over
as if the other doctor might have done her some kind of harm. But Cora just
“I’m fine, I’m fine!” she says before he gives a little growl and pulls her tight against his side.
“What did she say?” he asks.
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“I’ll tell youter,” she says with a happy grin, and while I definitely want to know
as well, I ept that there are some things that Cora wants to keep private
between herself and her mate.” But everything is fine,” she adds, running an absent hand over her
stomach. “Nothing to worry about.”
“Good,” he says, all in a rush, and I can see the real relief on his face.
“But I heard my name?” Cora says, turning to the rest of us curiously.
“Apparently we have decisions to make,” I tell her, hoisting Rafe in my arms a
little so that I can press a kiss to the top of his head. He’s starting to get a little fussy now – I know he’s
hungry.
“Yes,” Henry says. “We’ve had news of Xander’s whereabouts,” he continues,
which surprises me so much that I feel my blood go a bit cold. “And in light of
them, we’ve got some…big decisions to make.”
“Yes,” Sinir adds, and I look up at him, surprised again to see that his eyes
are fixed on Cora. “And much of what we do next really depends…well, Cora? It
depends on what you want to do.”
“Me?” she asks, baffled.
And I feel the same emotion run through me. How did Cora get ced at the
center of all of this? I mean – it’s not that I begrudge her the spot, I’m happy to let Cora take the lead.
But as the single human involved in wolf affairs –
What is it that they want her to decide?