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SCARLETT

My heart was in my throat, beating erratically as Hyacinth, the family’s sorceress examined Logan’s unconscious body closely.

Alex equally looked unsettled, pacing back and forth with worry lines etched into his forehead as we patiently waited for Hyacinth’s feedback on the matter. It was somewhat soothing to have someone who shared in my worry, but I couldn’t appreciate it enough when Logan’s absence was causing the mate bond to stir dread in the pit of my stomach.

Finally, Hyacinth moved away from him and cleared her throat, causing mine and Alex’s ears to peak with curiosity.

“Yes? What’s wrong with him?” Alex beat me to the question when she stayed silent for a hot minute.

“Whatever was shot into his system was poisonous, and if it was just any type of poison, I’d have whipped up a potion and fed it to him and he’d be hale and hearty in a minute,” she had a dreadful expression that worsened my fears.

“But?” I urged, eager to get to the crust of the matter.

“But this poiso