"Fortunately, I didn't find any poison in the Alpha's body. The silver must have hindered his healing abilities, but it's not something that we should be concerned about. His wounds will heal by themselves, but if you're worried, I'll prescribe an ointment for them," said Ronald, the pack's doctor.
After we'd gotten home, I urged him to call a doctor to tend to his wounds—which he quickly refused, insisting that he was fine. In the end, due to his persistence, I had to drag him to Ronald's house after asking several people for his address.
Even after the unexpected visit, the man remained calm and composed, allowing us to enter his abode without much question. Ronald appeared to be in his early forties, living in a house not far from the manor all by himself.
