Though Jaxson’s voice was assertive, I saw the doubt in his eyes. He
didn’t believe such a thing was possible.
Shit. Did he even think we could fix this?
My pulse started accelerating, and the bacon grease I’d just wolfed down
curdled in my stomach. My palms began sweating, and Jaxson’s apartment
suddenly felt suffocating.
“Hmm…well, this might be tricky,” Alia said. “There is a potion I can
make that should cure you if you’ve contracted lycanthropy in the last few
weeks. But first, I’ll need to administer a test to confirm that you’ve actually
got it. The problem is, I’ll need concentrated wolfsbane to do that, and it
might take a day or two to get that from my supplier.”
Wolfsbane? On it.
“I can get that,” I said quickly, leaping at the opportunity to take a little of
my own fate into my hands, as well as a chance to get out of the increasingly
claustrophobic apartment before I started hyperventilating again.
“Good. Bring it to my place. Oh, and Savannah…” Alia’s voice faltered
for a second, and I could sense her trepidation.
My breath stilled. “Lay it on me.”
“The cure for your lycanthropy will be unimaginably painful. Likely
worse than what you experienced during your first shift, and it could take
days to pass. You should prepare yourself.”
Fear and dread clawed at my heart. I’d barely survived shifting into a
wolf.
How was I supposed to survive the cure?
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Savannah
The walls of Jaxson’s massive penthouse were closing in. I could barely
breathe.
I have to get out of here. Now.
A quick scan of the room revealed his truck keys lying on the counter.