Sleep was a fleeting thing. Her mate had wished away her own night terrors, but within his doing...He'd brought his back worse than before.

Still, she would not leave her beloved's side. He never once had left hers. Instead, she rested beside him within their chambers, silently studying.

She'd look through any of the books within her reach. Her alchemy, the spell books, even her favorite plant book. Somewhere there had to be an answer.

What could she do to reverse the wish?