[ Blackmoon pack - Lyla/ Kieran's chamber ]
Healers darted across corridors with rolled linen, steaming poultices, and glistening vials clutched in trembling fingers.
They moved with purpose but they also looked scared. There were a few witches murmuring some incantations.Others just looked on…some with dread…some with anticipation.
Inside Kieran's room, which he had long since discarded,there was chaos of a different kind.
He hadn't been to that room since Autumn left. He slept in his office or the pack dorm often. So the place had basically been handed over to Lyla and her father
Roanoke sat hunched over Lyla's shaking frame. The girl's body jerked with every spasm, her chest rising and falling in panicked gasps, and her pale lips were stained with the yellowed bile of repeated vomiting. Her nails dug into the bed sheets, eyes wide and wet, blinking rapidly like they were searching for a way out of her own skin.
