Fated to two Alphas
He asked with concern laced in his voice, “here, have some water.”
I opened my eyes to see him sitting on my chair arm rest, with worry in his eyes and noticed he was holding a glass of water, which I took immediately and down the contents in minutes with shaky fingers.
And then he stood up and approached Mattew slowly and asked, “I don’t suppose you have the antidote in the clinic, do you?”
“N….no sir, I don’t.”
“How do we get it?” Andre asked.
“That is the problem, for an antidote can only been concocted from the poison—the Crystal” Mattew replied and I gasped.