Layzal, who had been watching from the doorway, stepped forward, his expression a mix of relief and gratitude. “You’ve done it. You’ve saved them. My gratitude is immense, Luna Lora, Alpha Azriel. The coven owes you a great debt.”
Lora nodded weakly, too exhausted to respond with words. Azriel, sensing her fatigue, stepped in. “We’re glad we could help, but we need rest. We’d appreciate a room where we can recover. We’ll discuss the rest later.”
Layzal inclined his head in agreement. “Of course. You have more than earned it. I will have a room prepared for you immediately. Please, follow me.”
They followed Layzal out of the clinic, the weight of exhaustion pressing down on them. As they walked through the winding corridors of the coven, Lora leaned into Azriel’s side, her body aching wi
