Flesh and Fire

ALPHA ZAREK

I drop Myra’s wrist, stepping back as she cradles her arm. Her eyes widen with humiliated shock, but I ignore her. The sheer relief that Vaelia survived the immediate danger clashes with the guilt gnawing at my sanity. The old healer’s unorthodox suggestion still echoes in my head—that I strip down, spend the night, and press my bare body against Vaelia’s to ensure her recovery. The t