Second Chance with the Alpha King
She checked her vitals, muttering to the nurse beside her and calling for scans.
Then she paused; her expression dropped.My stomach dropped with it.
“What is it?” I asked. She looked at me.
“She’s been poisoned,”
“I know,” I snapped. “Tell me what kind.”
The doctor swallowed. “Nightshade Vine.”
The name hit me like a slap. I knew that plant. Everyone did. It was banned from every pack territory in the kingdom for a reason.
“The toxin has a six-hour incubation period,” the doctor went on, “After that, the victim’s mind begins to slip. They become disoriented. Their scent spikes. Their body…” she hesitated, “...is forced into heat.”