Chapter 18: Medical Advice

Azandra POV

Azandra slowly walked through the house so she didn’t get too far away from Kyon. She didn’t want to give Marcus any more attention than she had to. D*mn him for asking so nicely and not even reacting to that kiss with Kyon.

“Your house is lovely,” he said after a moment.

“That’s all my parents’ doing. My cottage–”

“You have your own cottage?” He looked bemused by that.

“It’s where I do my healing without disturbing my parents with a steady stream of patients.”

Marcus bowed his head in respect. “Maybe you can show it to me. And talking about healing … that is why I wanted to speak with you. I seek your advice.”

Nothing he could have said would make her immediately give him all her attention. “You said it’s a pack matter. What is happening with your people?”

They walked into the sparring and training area. It looked scuffed, although clean. Moon Goddess, her parents still practiced sparring?