Mated to Four
He was talking nonsense, but luckily, after a few minutes under the water, he calmed down.
Leaving Zion drenched and sitting on the bathroom floor, I glanced at Phoenix, who remained by the door, blinking repeatedly, clearly trying to process the situation.
I walked over to the nightstand and picked up the small, nearly empty packet of white powder. Some of it had spilled onto the floor. Holding it up, I showed it to Phoenix.
“I need you to keep this a secret. I trust you because you won’t stir up trouble with Hayden. Zion’s been inhaling this stuff, which is why he’s like that now. I don’t know where he got it, but it might contain wolfsbane.”