Antidote Bl Novels & Stories

Then finally, the door opened. I practically jumped from the bed in relief when I saw Ronan step inside. He was holding something… a syringe with a blue liquid inside. My eyes widened. Ronan quickly approached. "It's alright." He crouched beside me. "This is an antidote. It won't remove all the effects completely, but it'll make you feel significantly better for a while." I stared at it hopefully for a few seconds before immediately stretching out my arm to him. "Do it." He carefully administered the injection.

"Is that it?" "No, the good thing about wolfsbane is that you could always make an antidote regardless of whatever drug it's paired with and I spent all night making one. I call it Antieris and not only will it give me back my memories of that night, I think it might possibly lead us to whoever has the poison—" I folded my arms, still stunned.

“You don’t get to talk about me like I’m yours.” Rowan’s gaze holds mine, amused. “You’re here, aren’t you?” Nate cuts through the moment like a blade. “Antidote. Now.” Rowan looks at Nate, considering. “You’re surprisingly annoying.” Nate’s tone stays calm. “You’re surprisingly talkative for a man in silver.” Rowan’s smile thins. Then he sighs theatrically, as if granting mercy. “Dawnmilk,” he says. “And wolfsage, high concentration. Flush the lungs. Counter the sedative. Burn it out fast.”

I say to her waiting for her to share with me what is happening. “The antidote is intended to neutralize the toxins of the rogue bite,” she says. “The idea is that the saliva from the bite is the toxin and needs to be neutralized or there is a risk of the infected person becoming a rogue or dying as their body fights the change,” she shares with me.

I watched as he poured a minute quantity into a beaker and with a few drops of a blue liquid and a spread of some herbs he stirred till the mixed turned green. My eyes widened at such mixture.I had never heard or ever seen any thing like it.He raised it up in the air. "This is the antidote.A mixture of an Alpha's blood,a drop of wolfsbane and a hint of bay and cilantro leaves."he declared triumphantly. Marcella giggled besides me clapping excitedly. I stared suspiciously at the both of them.I didn't understand their dynamic. "Marcella,could you get me a coat,I am feeling a little chilly"I told her.She ran out to go grab it.

Danielle “This is it?” I let out as I picked one of the small bottles and examined it. I can’t believe this is what that fucker had and wanted to destroy my life for. Yeah, it’s definitely the antidote but the shots were just small so it made the whole situation kind of laughable. “Baby?” I looked at the sound of Andres' voice and smiled when I saw him standing by the door. I waved him over. “It’s the antidote.” I said and placed the tiny bottle in his palm. It looked even smaller when he held it.

I could smell the fear rolling off her, raw and bitter. “Don’t blame yourself,” Adem said, though his voice cracked. “We were all there. We didn’t notice either.” Mr. Mehmet cleared his throat softly, stepping forward with a small vial in hand. “We can still act. Lord Aziz, I have prepared the second antidote. It will hopefully cleanse her system if given now.” Mr. Mehmet bowed, his hands shaking slightly as he knelt at Manolya’s side. “Hold her head, Aziz, so she does not choke.”

she instructed in a clear voice and everyone in the area moved into motion. She brought out a small vial containing a glowing blue liquid and everyone stared in wonder and doubt. “This is a newly formulated wolfsbane antidote. It has stronger countering abilities than WolfsNull,” she explained as she prepared the antidote. “Wow, you had the alpha to agree with you. That’s an untested drug,” Theo mused and everyone else paled upon hearing him. She gave him a wink and proceeded to inject the drug on Yvette who was still unconscious.

I could smell the fear rolling off her, raw and bitter. “Don’t blame yourself,” Adem said, though his voice cracked. “We were all there. We didn’t notice either.” Mr. Mehmet cleared his throat softly, stepping forward with a small vial in hand. “We can still act. Lord Aziz, I have prepared the second antidote. It will hopefully cleanse her system if given now.” Mr. Mehmet bowed, his hands shaking slightly as he knelt at Manolya’s side. “Hold her head, Aziz, so she does not choke.”

The entire pack probably knew before I did. Crowley disappeared into the back room and returned with a large wooden case. He set it on the table and flipped the lid open, revealing rows of colored vials. Antitoxins. Hope. “Perhaps,” he said, “if you can scent the antidote, you can match it to the wolfsbane strain. Zey might manage it.” I shook my head immediately. “I can’t smell anything but the mate bond,” I admitted, jaw tight. “Her scent is overpowering everything. It’s all I can do not to—”