Toxic Bond-Escaping the Shadowmoon Alpha

At the Full Moon Banquet, Kael navigated halfway across the grand pack hall to personally bring back two silver goblets of Moonberry wine. He handed the first one to Eve. The rim was spotless. The dark liquid had been sweetened with extra honey, and even the faint trace of pine spice—a scent she merely disliked—had been meticulously filtered out to save her from a mild headache. Then, he casually pushed the second goblet in front of me. Floating right at the surface were several crushed, grey-green leaves. Wolfsbane. Three years ago, a rogue hunter’s wolfsbane arrow had pierced my leg. The poison had ripped through my veins like liquid fire, causing my inner wolf to go feral with agony. I had bled so much I could barely hold onto my human form. Kael had been there. He had carried my burning, dying body into the pack hospital. He had watched the Healers desperately try to purge the poison as I screamed in his arms. Yet tonight, when I pointed at the lethal leaves in my cup, his expression only tightened with impatience. "It's just a few shredded leaves," he muttered, dismissing my panic with a wave of his hand. "Just pick them out." Just pick them out. I stared at my fated mate, ic…

Oleh Ashley