Chapter 29: Ling-chi

~Liam POV~

The door slams open to the tiny cabin, and I am jolted from a painful slumber. I can hear Uma’s pleading voice from the kitchen as I blink away the fog and crust around my eyes. My body feels better than it has in days. My muscles no longer feel like they are made of lead and my mind feels clear as if the wolfsbane has been pulled from my body. I focus on my hearing, tuning in to the voices in the kitchen.

“I told you I needed two days to have him healthy enough to withstand—”

“Shut up,” Marc says, sounding annoyed. “You think I give a flying fuck if he is healthy enough to withstand it?”

Silence falls over them.

“You need him alive when you hand him off. Or else they will come for the pack.” Uma finally says.

“Where is he?” Marc asks, sounding bored with her before his footsteps grow louder coming out of the tiny living room where I am seated on the couch.

“Marcus,” I say, greeting him. His nose scrunches, and he looks me over as though I’ve mutated into some strange being