I stood, too, albeit not as smoothly. Beads of sweat gathered around Gem’s forehead, but as I watched, his skin resumed a healthier glow. I just about keeled over when Gemini leapt onto the floor and carefully straightened. He wasn’t one hundred percent—not by a long shot—but the results were astounding. The tension lifted from my back and neck. My wolf was going to be okay. “You all right?” Aric asked him. Gemini rubbed his forehead as he gathered me to him. “Tired, still sick, but my wolves are healing me.” He paused. “I apologize about before.” Aric crossed his arms, tilting his chin slightly. They were besties, and both would risk their lives for each other. Yet times like this required Aric to assert his position as Leader. I understood. And I was grateful for his help. But that didn’t make their encounter any less scary. He looked to me, his expression rigid. “Do we have your permission to conference in your family room?” I nodded, holding tight to Gemini’s hand as we led Aric out of the kitchen and into our large, open family room.
