The Rejected Lycan Princess: Four Alphas Want Me Back
My mind drifted back to the agonizing moment the toxin hit my system, and the immediate shift inside my body.
I had known I was being poisoned the second it touched my tongue, but I was shocked by its composition. I hadn't caught the slightest scent of silver, so it couldn't be wolfsbane. Nor was it Vile—the two most common and lethal toxins used against wolves. While I couldn't identify every compound right away, I knew it wasn't either of those. My guess was the White Willow flower—an ancient, rare blossom once called the Wolf’s Death. It was subtle, beautiful, and nearly undetectable. It was precisely the kind of poison meant to kill without leaving an obvious trace.
“How do you know?” El