First Quarter

Chapter Seventy-One: Healing

“Congratulations, Luna!” Cyril grinned widely as she entered her tent. He immediately offered a hand to get her things and giddily showed her inside. “You’ve won the hunt, and it has the biggest margin too! Who could have thought that you would find such a beast here? It must be fate!”

‘Fate…’ Mallory almost laughed. ‘It probably is, but I would appreciate it if fate won’t jump-scare me next time.’

“Thank you, Cyril.” She handed him the bag she had been carrying for days. “Is the water ready? I want to take a bath.”

“It is, Luna,” Cyril answered without missing a beat. “I wouldn’t...