Chapter 11. Both Things Are True

June's POV

I slept four hours on the cot in the gatehouse, with my boots on the floor where I could see them and a guard outside the door.

When I woke, the sun was high, and someone was arguing in the yard.

"—not a request, Alpha. It's a medical instruction."

"I'm not lifting anything. I'm walking."

"You're walking with a hole in you."

"A small hole."

I looked out the window.

Maren stood in the yard with her arms folded. Ronan stood in front of her with his left arm strapped in a sling and his shirt buttoned wrong. He looked tired and pale and deeply annoyed.

He glanced up. Saw me at the window.

For a second, neither of us moved.

Then he looked down at his shirt, sighed, and walked away without fixing it.

Maren made a sound that might have been a laugh.

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At noon, they brought me to the room beside the healer's kitchen w