Fearing Fate
Richard is the only person in the clinic, and he meets us in the entryway, I’m guessing Darius told him we would be coming.
“Daya, Emmy,” he says while averting his gaze as we shift back to our human forms and get dressed.
“How’s Sage?” I ask.
“Sage is just fine. You know, if you count not having a wolf anymore, and sporting the ugliest of marks on her neck, as fine,” Sage calls out as she walks down the hall. She’s dressed in a pair of leggings and a long sleeve grey top.
“Your wolf will return, Sage. I told you. I will keep working to figure out what was in that poison, and I’ll reverse the effects,” Richard says to her. He sounds like he’s told her this dozens of times and she refuses to
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