Lycan's Promise: Book 3 Read Online Free

Mouse’s hut for
his next appointment. This appointment would be the deciding factor
for whether or not he could return to his duties. Sanda already
knew what the outcome would be, she could see the quiet
satisfaction of a job well done in Mouse's eyes. She was happy with
his progress.
    Sanda sat back in the chair at the dinner
table and drew another sip of tea. She didn’t look forward to being
alone for most of the day again. Sanda needed to find something
productive to do in the community, that is if Jurisa and the other
Alphas didn't decide to cast her out along with Garrett, Mouse, and
Cami.
    If that happened, she wondered if Beryx would
be so eager to fulfill his duties as second. Would he come with
her? Live his life as an outcast to be with her? Even if she
couldn't control herself in Lycan form?
    Mouse patted his arm and declared him fit to
work. Beryx looked to Sanda with the biggest grin. She couldn’t
help smiling back at him. Beryx allowed Mouse to administer a
cooling cream to his skin and wrap the nearly healed wound, then
popped out of the chair faster than Sanda could blink. He pulled on
his shirt, thanking Mouse for the assistance. His offers of
recompense were skillfully turned aside by the quiet woman, who
wanted nothing more than his good health. When Beryx looked at
Sanda again she could tell what he wanted.
    “Go on,” Sanda said, “I’ll find my own way
home.”
    “Thank you,” Beryx leaned over to pull her
close and kiss the top of her head. Sanda inhaled his scent deeply,
imprinting it on her memory. She felt a chill draft when he left
her to head out the door and find his Alpha.
    Mouse cleaned up her supplies, placing them
with care on the back shelf next to the kitchen area. Most were in
leather pouches, and wooden boxes. A few were liquids in precious
glass bottles. Some were roots and plants sitting right out in the
open. Sanda couldn’t identify them all.
    “Where did you learn medicine?” Sanda
asked.
    Mouse looked at her with a small smile. “My
mother taught me before she died.”
    “I’m sorry,” Sanda said. She’d managed to
wander into the wrong topic again. She was apologizing for a lot of
things lately.
    “No need,” Mouse said. “It was a while ago. I
do this because it’s useful, and I can help the community.”
    Sanda frowned. “You’re lucky to have
something worthwhile to offer. The Alpha doesn’t have a use for
me.”
    Mouse brought her own cup of hot tea to the
table. “Everyone is valuable to the pack.”
    Sanda nodded, but privately she didn’t agree
with the woman. Mouse was skilled. She saved lives. That meant
she’d be useful and the Alpha couldn’t kick her out for
disobedience. Beryx was the Second-in-Command and the Alpha’s right
hand. Garrett was a talented carpenter. Even Cami was an Alpha and
could be useful to Jurisa. Sanda just didn’t have any purpose
here.
    “Have you made any long term plans with
Beryx?” Mouse asked suddenly.
    Sanda answered with a non-committal hum. She
was trying hard not to think about the future. Mouse seemed ready
to pursue the question when someone knocked at the door.
    Mouse opened it, inviting Cami into the small
hut. Speak of the devil, Sanda thought.
    A heavy winter cloak concealed her form. As
soon as she entered, her gaze landed on Sanda with an unpleasant
scowl. She stilled, turned to the door as if to bolt. Then, she
sighed, letting her shoulders drop in resignation and continued
into the room.
    “I’m here for another dose,” Cami said to
Mouse, who urged the woman to take off her cloak, revealing a loose
leather tunic underneath.
    “I need to examine you,” Mouse said.
    Again, Cami glanced at Sanda. Her behavior
was most curious. Sanda wondered if Cami had somehow been injured
during their flight down the mountain a few weeks ago and she’d
never heard about it.
    Sanda stood up. “I’ll leave.”
     
    “Wait,” Cami said. She placed a protective
hand over her stomach. “It will come out