Chapter 254: Fevered Whispers
The walk back to the medical facility was short, but Orion felt every second scraping against his nerves. He followed Rita in silence, his long strides easily matching her hurried steps. The storm clouds had finally drifted away beyond the ridge, leaving the air cold and clean, the ground damp. Meltwater and rainwater still streaked the stone paths of the pack lands, gathering into shallow streams that threaded around boots and foundations.
Pack members whispered and pointed at the odd combination of rainwater and unmelted snow.
Rita pushed open the door to the medical facility, the familiar scent of herbs, antiseptic, and warmth rushing out to greet them. The place buzzed with quiet activity, and as soon as Orion stepped inside, Marta appeared as if she'd been waiting by the door.
"There you are." She didn't waste time. "Come with me."
Before he could ask, she slipped her hand around his wrist—firm, urgent—and tugged him down the hallway.
