When Stefan returned, kadel Instead, under the cover of night, he followed Stefan quietly to the healer’s house.
The moment the healer saw Kadel step inside—alive—her legs nearly gave way beneath her. Tears filled her eyes as she clasped her hands together.
“Moon Goddess be praised,” she whispered. “You live.”
She bowed deeply, her voice shaking as she thanked the Moon Goddess for sparing him from greedy hearts masked as family.
Without delay, she told Kadel everything—exactly what she had already told Stefan before the poison was ever served. Then she presented her findings from the slave’s body.
“There is no doubt,” she said solemnly. “The poison was meant for you, my Alpha. The Luna prepared it herself.”
Kadel said nothing.
The confirmation struck harder than the accusation ever
