Chapter 99. Rumors Are Cruel

Althea stirred on the bed, her lashes fluttering as she slowly opened her eyes. A faint dizziness lingered, but her strength had mostly returned, and she could feel her energy flowing back into her limbs.

“You’re finally awake, My Lady!” Melva exclaimed, hurrying to her side.

Althea didn’t answer right away. Her gaze stayed fixed on the ceiling, her mind replaying the last thing she remembered—collapsing in Gavriel’s arms, his voice tight with worry as he called her name.

“Did they stop the infection from spreading?” she finally asked, blinking to clear her thoughts.

“Yes, My Lady. You don’t have to worry anymore,” Melva assured her. Just then, Althea felt something stir beside her. She quickly jolted when she realized there was a wolf curled up beside her. Its fur shimmered faintly in the morning light, black and white strands blending like shadow and moonlight.

“Melva,” she stuttered with a gulp, pressing back against the pillows.

“Ah, don’t