#Chapter 125 – Moon Madness

Lila The scent of lavender and antiseptic clung to the hallway and burned my nose. I moved quietly, my boots whispering across the smooth stone floor of the infirmary as I passed rows of shuttered windows and neatly organized cabinets. The healer’s ward was half-empty, no surprise, given the early hour. Most wolves preferred to suffer in silence unless bleeding half to death. I told myself I was here for contraceptive tea. A practical follow-up. Routine. Responsible. And while that was true, it wasn’t my only reason for this visit. Ruby hadn’t stirred properly. Not that she ever did, but I felt deep down that something was very wrong with me. With her. After the rush of power when Damon’s teeth met my skin. She’d howled once—fierce, electric—and then… faded. As if something inside her had curled up again, too exhausted to hold onto that flash of strength and connection. And I needed to know why. Why was I like this, why had this been done to me, and who could do suc