Somewhere to belong

Lia listened very carefully, assessing Haydee as the other wolf coughed. The wet, ragged sounds told her how dire the situation was, and how weak Haydee herself was. She needed something for strength. “Do you have Ginseng? Or perhaps Nettle?” she asked, turning to look at Eltrys to impress the importance of her request without alarming Haydee.

Instead, she caught a glimpse of his expression. Saw the intensity of his emotion. Some sixth sense told her what emotion was aimed her way. Call it intuition, hard-won throughout her years as a slave. She paused what she was doing, putting down the scale and taking a step away from Haydee. She waited, watching Eltrys, seeing what he would do. Though she desperately wished to help the coughing young woman, she didn’t trust the brown wolf at her back. Now with what she was reading from him.


"Lia"