The Alpha King's Breeder
I grind for another few seconds before replying, “These are simple healing herbs.”
“Not when combined with bitter orange, goldenseal, and ginseng.” She lays a hand flat over Eniana’s chest. No tendrils of light flare under her touch. No dark marks of power form swirls under Eniana’s skin. But Stella’s eyes light softly, darkening by several shades before going back to normal, and she rocks back on her heels, her gaze locking back on mine. “That’s a deadly combination of herbs, Luna.”
“Not if used correctly in conjunction with a spell.”
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