“Good evening, Alpha,” the healer greeted, hurrying to assist Kane in laying Gavin on the wooden bed.“Treat him. I want him at tonight’s festival,” Kane ordered, his voice low but leaving no room for argument.“Yes, Alpha.” She moved quickly, her hands busy crushing herbs, tossing some into the steaming water on the stove. The sharp, earthy scent filled the room. Kane’s eyes never left her, and Gavin, though too weak to move, watched every detail with a quiet intensity.When the mixture was ready, the healer helped Gavin sit up and pressed a cup to his lips. He drank, only to scowl.“Is there no sweeter drug?” he muttered.The healer shook her head nervously. “No, Alpha. Remedies for wounds like this are never sweet.”Kane said nothing, but his gaze remained fixed on her, so sharp it made her hands tremble. She eased Gavin back onto the bed.“He’ll be fine soon. His injuries aren’t serious,” she reported.Kane turned to Gavin. “How are you feeling?”“I’m good, man. Thanks,” Gavin ans
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