Chapter Fifty Four
Chapter Fifty Four
I rolled over on the bed–wait. Bed?
My eyes snapped open.
“Alexander?” I called, but there was no one in the room. Just then, the door creaked open, and a familiar scent filled the air. His scent. “Alexander!” I called again, and finally, he appeared before me.
“I went to get you some food.” He said a smile—not a smirk, a smile on his face. I stared down at his hands; he held a tray of food. He was in a black t–shirt and jeans–I had never seen him in casual clothes before, and… damn, was he hot. “Are you… are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, I am.”
I pulled off the covers and rose to my feet. A sudden dizziness overcame me, and I lost my balance. Before I could fall, Alexander caught me. The tray still remained in his other hand.
“You should rest some more and eat too.” He said, leading me back to the bed. I accepted the tray of food. “I am glad you are awake; the past two days were not very exciting. I spent the last forty–eight hours worrying myself to near death.”
I had been asleep for two days?
“You were worried… about me?”
“You are my mate, and Luna, I wouldn’t want you dead.” He said.
All the memories resurfaced: we had attended the wedding ceremony and were poisoned with wolf’s bane.
“Your eyes they had turned a different color.”
“Kaida, you’ve been unconscious for two days; you need to eat.”
“No. I know what I saw; your eyes were the colors of burning flames–I saw it.”
“Come on, it doesn’t even sound realistic; don’t be ridiculous. ”
“But it happened, and you were poisoned too… but it didn’t affect you.”
“I had been adding a small portion of wolf’s bane to my drinks, and I happen to be a drunk, so I’ve been consuming wolfbane for a long time now.”
It clicked.
“That’s why you wouldn’t let me take that bottle of wine; it wasn’t because it was too ‘strong‘ for me, was it?”
“It is actually, but also, it did contain a little bit of wolfsbane, and we can’t have you drinking yourself to death.”
“But… why? I mean, why consume wolf’s bane?”
I was glad we were able to get out of the Gray Pack alive, but… wolf’s bane was any werewolf’s worst fear, I wondered why anyone would willingly take it? Was it some kind of self–torture?
“To build an immunity to it. When I started, I hated it, but now, I’ve gotten a bit ‘addicted‘ to it. I should have noticed the drinks were poisoned, but the taste of wolfsbane in fresh wine had gotten so usual that I thought it was normal.”
“How long have you been trying to build immunity to it?”
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Chapter Fifty Four
“Over a decade. I’m not immune to it yet, but my body can handle it better than most would.”
“You were just a boy when you started taking the ‘doses,“” said. Despite myself, I felt pity for him. I looked away before he could read it in my eyes.
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