Seraphine froze before she remembered what Voren said about Battal, the words hitting hard enough to leave a cold dread settling in her chest.
"That must be the effect of the poison. Let me run the tests first."
She reached out for some gloves as Jasmine asked, her voice weak but urgent, pure worry for the ones she loved cutting through the exhaustion.
"Is Espe alright? And are the Lycans dead?"
Before Seraphine could speak, Voren beat her to it, his voice steady and calm, pure reassurance in every word.
"Didn't I tell you? No one is avenging you of your enemies. The Lycans are still very much alive, but since your wolf is temporarily inactive, I can have Kael avenge them on your behalf." He paused, his gaze softening with quiet care. "Espe is fine. She was worried about you, but Madison was able to calm her."
Jasmine smiled a little, the expression fragile but genuine, pure relief flooding her features at the news.
