Lily POV
I dropped the healing herb bundle and watched it spread across the nursery floor.
My hands wouldn't stop shaking. Three times now I'd tried to mix the simple cough medicine that every omega learned by age twelve. Three times I'd failed at something I used to do with my eyes closed.
"It's okay, Lily," Jenny said softly, kneeling to help me gather the scattered leaves. "You just need more time to recover."
But I knew it wasn't about time. Ever since the ritual two weeks ago - the one that had apparently saved our pack from the Great Gathering - something fundamental had broken inside me. The Triple Moon Mark on my wrist was gone, leaving only pale lines. The mate bond that once connected me to Caleb had vanished totally. And with them, all the confidence and purpose I'd fought so hard to build.
"Maybe I should go," I said, backing away from the flowers. "I'm not helping anyone like this."
Jenny's face filled with worry. "You saved us all, Lily. You're a hero."
