When I walked back into the Moon Hall, Lucian was standing outside the dressing chamber.Evelyn sat on a velvet chair, her eyes red with tears.Lucian bent slightly, patiently wiping the corners of her eyes with a clean handkerchief."Please don't cry."His voice was softer than I had heard all day."This wasn't your fault. You were only trying to help."A healer's kit rested on the table beside them.Fresh herbs, bandages, and Moonroot salve lay untouched.My father's hand was still bleeding in the supply room. Yet the first healer summoned that afternoon had come for Evelyn.It wasn't the first time.Last year during the Midwinter Hunt, I had fallen from a cliff after shielding a young cub from a rogue wolf.My ribs had cracked.I waited outside the healer's den for Lucian until sunrise.He never came.Later, I learned Evelyn had twisted her ankle during training.Lucian had stayed beside her all night.When I asked him about it, he simply said,"Evelyn has no family in this Pack.""
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