A Warrior's Second Chance (Faye and Alexander) novel Chapter 415

Chapter 415

ALEXANDER

I didn’t look away.

Not when the cup touched her lips.

Not when Helen tilted it slightly–steady, controlled–giving her just enough at a time.

Faye resisted at first.

Not fully–just instinct.

A weak turn of her head, a quiet protest that didn’t even form into words. Her body didn’t have the strength

for proper defiance right now, but the reaction was there.

Helen didn’t force it.

She adjusted.

“Easy,” she said, her tone low but firm. “You need to take it.”

Faye’s brows tightened faintly, her breathing uneven as she tried to focus. For a second, I thought she might refuse completely.

Then she stilled just enough.

Her lips parted slightly.

Helen used that moment.

Another small amount.

I watched the movement of her throat as she swallowed.

Then again.

And again.

Each time slower than it should have been, like her body had to think about the action before it followed

through.

The smell of it was still sharp in the air.

Bitter.

Almost offensive.

But there was something else beneath it now.

Something I couldn’t immediately place.

Not medicinal in the usual sense,

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ld interrupt the reaction,” she said.

St.

out a softer sound this time.

n exactly.

ke her body was coming down from it.

d turned slightly against the pillow, her eyes still half–open but no longer unfocused in the same

ing

said, lowering myself slightly so I was closer to her line of sight.

te flickered.

1. me.

y steady–but present.

as enough.

e,” I added, more quietly.

parted slightly, like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

fted the spoon again.

little more,” she said.

ne, Faye didn’t resist.

en instinctively.

allowed it down with less effort than before.

ed closely.

hovement.

hange.

even though her breathing was easing, even though her body wasn’t fighting itself the same way

trust it.

That I had just seen.

lowered the cup again, studying Faye for a few seconds longer before stepping back slightly.

Id slow it down,” she said.

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“It should interrupt the reaction,” she said.

Interrupt.

Faye let out a softer sound this time.

Not pain exactly.

More like her body was coming down from it.

Her head turned slightly against the pillow, her eyes still half–open but no longer unfocused in the same way.

“Faye,” I said, lowering myself slightly so I was closer to her line of sight.

Her gaze flickered.

It found me.

Not fully steady–but present.

That was enough.

“I’m here,” I added, more quietly.

Her lips parted slightly, like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Helen lifted the spoon again.

“Just a little more,” she said.

This time, Faye didn’t resist.

Not even instinctively.

She swallowed it down with less effort than before.

I watched closely.

Every movement.

Every change.

Because even though her breathing was easing, even though her body wasn’t fighting itself the same way

I didn’t trust it.

Not yet.

Not after what I had just seen.

Helen finally lowered the cup again, studying Faye for a few seconds longer before stepping back slightly

“That should slow it down,” she said.

Chapter 415 I straightened.

“Slow it down?” I repeated.

Helen glanced at me now.

“It won’t stop it,” she clarified.

There it was.

The part I had already suspected.

My jaw tightened slightly.

Faye sh

in on the bed, but this time it was different.

Like

d been tearing through her had burned through enough energy to force her body into a

red once.

you.” Her voice wasn’t loud, but it cut clean through the room.

ng in me stilled.

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