Novel & Cerita The Tyrants Tranquilizer

“What is it?” She licked her lips. “If I always confront you first, will you promise to have nothing to do with her?” “Something like what? She has a lover, and we are engaged. Now tell me what I will do with her.” Tyrion faced her again. “You think it's easy to break a childhood bond? If it is, then tell Elvis to avoid you, and you avoid him too….” he snatched his arm away from Ava and stepped down from the veranda.

Whitmore for what had happened at the banquet. No. Irene absolutely couldn't die right now. With nowhere else to turn, Tyler used the rich-kid group chats he used to hang around in and spent a fortune contacting a so-called top specialist who claimed to have returned from America. While Mr. and Mrs. Whitmore were away paying fees, Tyler secretly brought the masked quack into the ward. "This is a targeted wonder drug I spent a million on. One shot, and all the toxins will be gone!" Tyler watched as the doctor pushed a tube of unknown blue liquid into Irene's vein.

Freya’s gaze swept the bedroom, instantly landing on me. I stood by the edge of the bed, trembling in Xavier’s half-buttoned black shirt, my hair wild and my lips visibly swollen from his kisses. The rich, sweet scent of an Omega’s surrender hung heavy and undeniable in the air. Freya’s eyes dropped to the floor, tracking the trail of my discarded clothes, before snapping back up to my face. The corners of her lips curled into a vicious, disdainful sneer. She didn't look heartbroken—she looked disgusted that a cockroach had stepped onto her property.

And then the flashback ended! The jerking and convulsing came down, my breathing slowly went down too. I heard loud sighs of relief and they all worked as they unstrapped my body from the bed. As soon as I opened my eyes, Lorenzo was already waiting with the small platter of simutriptan and water. I slowly opened my mouth and took the pain med that was going to kill down the splitting headache.

Dr. Treadmont was an asshole who wouldn’t listen to reason. Joy struggled to hold her temper in check. “The drugs will only muddle Moon’s mind more. You said you had no idea what was given to him so you also have no idea if tranquilizers will worsen his condition.”

How dare they? “How dare you lay a hand on the Madam of the Elijah Family?! Are you tired of living? You’re fired! You’re fired!” Talia’s hysterics were getting worse. Due to the amount of drugs in her system, Talia’s emotions and mental health were unstable. Although the dosage was small, it was given in high frequency to be able to get such result from the lab. The doctor received the old butler’s look so he stepped forward and injected something on Talia’s leg. In less than a minute, Talia was now limp and incoherent as she stared at the ceiling numbly until she closed her eyes—she was now unconscious.

They slammed shut with a resounding clang as the creature reached the platform. A tense moment of silence followed. Then, the creature trashed against the cage, its monstrous roars echoing through the clearing. The steel bars creaked under the strain, but held firm. The operatives, their faces grim with determination, raised their tranquilizer rifles and fired a volley of darts. The creature howled in pain, its thrashing movements becoming more erratic. The combined dosage of tranquilizers began to take effect. The creature swayed on its feet, its monstrous form shuddering with each ragged breath.

"Well, I guess she has no business being in the land of the living." Suddenly, she pulled out a remote control from her cloak; its sleek design glimmered in the poor light. "What's that?" I asked, my head filled with dread. Tanisha's smile spread, her eyes glinting with malice. "One click and your precious Sara is blown into dust." Appalled, my eyes widened in shock, horror washing over me. I felt like someone had punched me in the gut. Ryker spun to Tanisha, his eyes wide in surprise.

"The bunker is currently turning into a slag heap, but these women are still freezing. This toxin is independent. Find the antitoxin, now!" "I'm working as fast as the processors allow, Jax!" Miller whispered, tapping a complex molecular map on his screen. "This isn't a simple sedative. It’s a wide-spectrum neuro-inhibitor. It’s designed to paralyze the cellular response in any host—it doesn't care if you're a wolf like Elana, a human like Ginny, or whatever Leela is. It’s locking down their nervous systems at a molecular level."