Ryland nodded, running a hand through his dishevelled hair. “Let me know when the results come in. I have other matters to attend to. I have to go now.”
With that, he removed his uniform jacket and stormed out of the pack lab, rushing into the pouring rain as he headed toward the healer’s quarters where Selene was recovering.
I followed him, my ethereal form drifting behind like a shadow.
“Alpha Ryland,” A voice called out from across the field. It was Rose, the pack’s head healer, she was walking towards him, holding an umbrella. “Have you heard from Elara? Most of our herb supply in the pack hospital is running low and she usually brings some over. I even called her some hours ago and she promised to come.”
Ever since Ryland won’t let me grow herbs and flowers at the packhouse, I’ve been keeping a small garden at Rose’s place to help the sick patients. Every week, I make sure to deliver fresh herbs and flowers to the Pack Hospital.
Ryland’s face darkened at the mention of my name. “I don’t know. She hasn’t come to see me.”