I pressed my hands to Mark’s wound, trying to stop the blood from pouring out. My hands quickly became covered in the red, sticky liquid.
“Why isn’t he healing?” Rie asked. I could hear the panic in her voice. It wasn’t just me on the verge of losing something. This was their alpha.
“I think Theron poisoned him with wolfsbane.” My hands shook. I couldn’t lose Mark like this. He would not be Theron’s second victim.
Heal him, Moon said.
I swallowed hard. What if I can’t?
You have to try. Moon’s voice was steady. Losing Mark wouldn’t hurt her as much as it would hurt Shadow and me, but I was still grateful she was helping.
How?
Imagine the wound closing up. Bring the light from inside of you and send it to Mark, Moon explained.
Don’t let him die, Shadow whimpered.
“We need to get him
