Chapter 140

• Lusia
• It was a bit of an effort for me to settle on the bed, which creaked under my weight. The prickly wool blanket scratched against my thighs, and my fingers tightly curled around the vial.
• It was pure glass, with a slick, cool surface, and an unblemished liquid trapped within, shimmering softly to the light of the torch like a distant star. I stared at the vial with shallow breaths, unable to rid my mind of the masked woman's voice—use it secretly, on yourself and the Lycan King, to strengthen your womb, his seed.