The next knock on his door came quickly.

“Enter,” he called.

Orrin, his Beta, stepped in. “You sent for me?”

“I need every documented case of sight-healing you can find,” Kieran said without looking up from the book. “Not just wolf cases — human, witch, Fae. Anything.”

Orrin frowned. “That’s… a broad search.”

“Then start broad. Narrow later.”

The Beta stepped closer, his voice lowering. “This is about her, isn’t it?”

Kieran didn’t answer.

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