Jason POV
Colour returned to Lisa's cheeks. Her breathing eased, her chest rose and fell with much ease. I rested in Kyle arms panting at the amount of energy the healing drew out of me.
"Thank you." Stan glanced at me before turning to Lisa running his hands through her hair.
"When?" I whispered.
He sighed. "Just before I was exiled from the pack. We kept it a secret even after my exile."
"How did you manage it? The distance?"
He kissed her on the head. "She comes to see me."
I wanted to ask him more questions but Kyle squeezed my shoulder gently. I gulped wetting my dry throat.
"Here." Wayne handed a cup filled with a familiar brew. I raised a brow. "Drink up. It will help." I smiled weakly at the remembrance. "She will be awake soon. What you did on Stan helped."
"What is
