Chapter 63

• "It's too bitter," I whined, tilting my head away from the soup Nola made me.
• Since the pack doctor suggested last night while he grimly put my two broken fingers in a cast that kale could ensure a quick recovery according to its health benefits, Nola made it her mission to feed me just that first thing in the morning. When she was unsuccessful, she resorted to her ultimate weapon.
• "Bitter works better," Hades replied while literally pushing the spoon through my lips.