Chosen By Four Alphas
I groaned, sinking to my knees to drag the box out when the unmistakable stench of poison singed the hairs in my nose.
“Oh no…oh yes,” I panted, freezing for a fraction of a second when the case revealed a long thin vile nestled neatly in the black velvet stirrups.
There was no mistaking what it was this time.
Wolfsbane. Adonis Kefas was our black-gooved killer.
My fingers worked quickly before I rolled the vial into the ziplock bag, careful to keep my prints off the bottle.
“Ita about time I got back to the party, this show is just getting started,” I growled through clenched teeth, sinking my fist in the elder’a round mirror before kicking the door open and stalking into the hallways, back
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