Chapter One-Fifteen: Eating

Camille's gaze meets mine as she cleans the blood on the inner portion of my forearm—my blood, to be precise.

This is yet another of her ‘samples’. I do not know where she takes them; she must have at least two litres in stock by now.

"Do you not want to know where I take your blood?"

As if reading my mind, she asks.

I don't answer; I find conversations proceed simply if I keep quiet.

"Yo-your blood keeps girls and boys below seventeen healthy. It cures the disease-riddled, especially those around the quarries. One drop and-"

"If it cures, why does it burn your alpha?"

“He will be your alpha too.”

She adds, but when she gets no reaction from me, she clears her throat and continues.

"It burns every unmated wolf because the Lycan’s mark imprinted on you; you changed some of its components. So now it can only aid the immature, but they are our future, so I cannot discriminate."

"I wonder how that will change as you continue injecting the wolfsbane."

"I… must."

Of course, she must; Jax is