“Missed his ankle,” she said with a grin.

“Sit him down,” I said turning back to the boy and checking him thoroughly one last time.

“He’s good. We did it. Now go tend to your mate.”

I hesitantly walked back to Micah, but when he winced in pain as he knocked his foot trying to sit down, I ran to him and dropped down beside him.

“Where?” I asked.

“Inner ankle,” Micah said through gritted teeth.

I cursed under my breath when I felt it. How the hell had I missed it?

I closed my eyes and let my powers resurface. I was exhausted from the healing, but this was Micah and I had to give it everything I had.

“You’re a healer?”

I cringed not wanting to look up at him.

He jerked as a bone slid back into place.

“Sorry,” I muttered.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’m okay,” he tried to say.

I still couldn’t bring myself to look at him.

He reached out and touched my hand and I felt my powers flare bringing his ankle an instant healing like never before.

I turned to look at him. “Did you feel that?”

“Warm. It just felt warm.”

“No, when you touched me, my powers spiked.”

He nodded. “That’s normal for true mates.”

“Then why didn’t Kyle help Kelsey?”

“Because she would have drained him of his Alpha powers and left the Pack vulnerable. They’re a unique pair. She has to hold back careful not to pull too much of his powers through their bond even.”

“You know about her? About healers?”

“Of course I do. Is that what you’ve been scared to tell me? Lucy, I’m not afraid of you being a witch. Are you kidding? Having a second healer around here would make my life a million times easier.”

He gave me a sad look and I saw the hurt still evident in his eyes.

“Are you hurt anywhere else?” I asked him.

“Is that a trick question?”

The stab of guilt that shot through my heart was unexpected and completely justified.

Kyle walked over. “Hey, good work out there. Are you okay, man?”

“I’ll be fine,” Micah said. “How’s Kelsey holding up?”

Kyle got a strange look on his face and his eyes sort of glazed over and then he burst out laughing.