Hushed Willows But damn girl, since you've come around

He felt his lips press together thinly for a moment—his eyes intense on her, his mind trying to work back to the past they had endured. Kestrel had been there—insisting Lestan was not right upon his return and he worried the man would hurt Reverie.

Kestrel had reported something about medicating her—something Akavir had questioned and was told it had been done with her compliance.

A darkness had poked at the corners of that story—the way Lestan and Reverie had unleashed on him, angry in their way, and yet still so soft in their direction.

Directly after Jakoul had fled and left three hungry kids alone with him, Reverie had accused him of not being a good man.

He was now in agreement with her.

“What did he do to you, Reverie?” His voice was sturdy—hollow to him in that moment, and he searched her imploringly.

What had this supposed medic that he had trusted the word of over his own pack mates done?