Stant

dline-the power of the White Wolf. A warm, pure energy, tinged wi

like a cool spring washing

ing it into a state of submission. The agonizing pain on Calvin's face visibly eased. His

d from drowning. He stared at me, then down at my hand on his, his eyes

p healers had been helpless against the Alpha's curse. And

oment. This w

e to stabilize him. I met his gaze directly and

Not "I can try." B

s expressions of pity, of regret, of helplessn

. He wasn't asking for my na

involuntary sound of protest, his brow fu

name is Cori. As of today, I am your

de the cure, and you provide the resources and protection I

bond as a transaction, a language I knew his guarded, cynical mind wo

to his feet. Calvin leaned against the wall, his da

e finally spoke. "Why

e you're standing here talking to m

was undeniable

Miss Cori to her rooms. The highest specific

dn't said no. He was considerin