Chapter 49

The scent of blood and herbs lingered in the chamber, very thick and nauseating. The healer had just left, his presence a shadow, and now silence filled the entire space, heavy with unsaid words.

Kaden sat on the edge of his bed, his shoulder freshly bandaged, his skin still burning from the wound she had given him. He wasn't aware of how long he passed in and out of consciousness but the healer told him that the wound was deep and that his right arm may have difficulty in battle or sword fighting or even shifting into a wolf.

Not like he had the ability to shift into one. His curse had overridden his ability to. Something he didn't understand or fathom the origin.

He turned to look around the room, the faces of Seraphina and Aros who was seated on a chair, staring at Kaden with his arms crossed.