Chapter 29 She Feels Like The Target

• The scent of healing herbs and charred earth clung to the corridor air as the crowd of wolves shifted uneasily, parted only by the approaching form of Elara.
• She moved slowly, her steps faltering, supported on either side by two pack healers. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, and a long gash crossed her collarbone, but there was no mistaking the authority in her bearing. Even half-broken, she carried herself like someone who had once been more than just Damon’s lover. She had been someone important.
• Lily’s breath caught.