Chapter Twenty

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The report made by the healers in the infirmary had listed that their injuries are fresh, and that they were tortured and done so repetitively. The female's name, that Sage inquired to be called Georgie, had her feet burned and healed only to be burned once again.

But the witches supplied the knowledge of solutions that wolves were unfamiliar with, but thankful nevertheless. Especially when Torin had come forward and confirmed that these concoctions weren't as strange as McKenzie was making it out to be.

And it was soon proven after seeing the color returning to their faces, and the sunken looking starting to fill out.

"Well, Luna. Their blood levels are rising, their heart rates are improving—Goddess have mercy on them, I don't think they would have survived the next few days. Georgie, she would have suffered from shock the next 'treatment,' if you hadn't stumbled upon the chimney." McKenzie said to her in the hallway and Sage just smiled.
"They need anything?" The healer was honest, that they need to rejuvenate, but was cleared for being questioned if they were mentally prepared for such a thing.

And Sage knew instantly that she wanted to start with John. Coming in with a bargaining chip of soup and teas, she smiled at the rest of them and they returned it. Sage leaned forward to rub cheeks with Georgie, and the female hummed. "How are your feet?"

"Better, much better, Luna. Thank you." Sage proceeded to greet everyone like this as she had taken a much-needed break to grab her own dinner. But they were due for another meal, making sure not to overdo it all at once.

"My mate is coming to ask questions, I know you're very tired. But we need to know soon, we can find family." The thankful gaze had sparked among all of them, but not to what Sage would have thought—Then again, she wasn't sure how she felt about the idea of family when leaving her own imprisonment. It confused her and worried her, the second time around.

Considering that the bad vampire man was nearing his own vengeance after losing her.

"My—My children, a-are they alive?" The she-wolf questioned, and that sparked Sage to come closer. "I can bring them, what is your name? Full name?" The woman who looked so tiny as though the bed swallowed her whole, Sage had sat down on the side and smiled in encouragement.

"Georgie—Georgie Dixon, my pups—" Sage's eyes spiked as she whispered the three names that sparked Georgie to cry further into Sage's hold. "Everyone is okay, your mate is okay..." Relief washed over all of them, and names flowed in so easily after that.

She wasn't familiar with all the families in the pack, but she could certainly send a nurse to send out a notification to the families in a bit once they ate and rested.

Hey, I just got done with the meeting with Summit. How're they doing?

Good. The female name is Georgie Dixon, Mikey's mom!

Remus smiled at the thought of the reunion, since Sage is very attached to both Michael and Michelle. Even Max was thankful for returning to the pack he was born in.

You think they're ready to talk about what happened?

I don't know, we need to help them—And talking helps, that's what Cal says all the time.

With that, Remus had slowed down to the very door his mate was working behind, goddess, he couldn't believe just how far Sage has come in adapting to her role as Luna.

The knock had caused the conversation on the other side to silence, which Remus frowned at, this was considered the downside of his title. Others were far too afraid to speak with him, however as he peeked into the door and allowed himself in—He never expected grown men to cower in fear.

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