The Alpha's Proxy Bride
"We start small. If her heart rate spikes, we dilute it with distilled water."
They went to work. I stood back, my pulse hammering against my ribs as I watched the amber fluid swirl. The fluorescent light from the ceiling caught the glass, turning the mixture into a thick, glowing gold. It looked alive. It looked like a miracle.
"This is it," Nathan muttered, holding the vial up to his eyes. "In theory, it coats the stomach lining and neutralizes the venom before it hits the bloodstream."
"Theory means nothing in a corpse," Alice said.