Chapter 145: Doctor Darren

Trista’s POV

“Oh my God, Hazel. It’s…it’s black. Why is it black? What’s wrong with him?”

My words came out in a jumbled mess. I wasn’t a doctor, but I knew enough to know that a black wound was really, really bad. It likely pointed to some sort of poison. But that kind? It wasn’t wolfbane, that much was clear.

Was it a human poison? And if so, what would that do to Liam’s wolf?

Or was it a werewolf poison? I glanced at his chest. His veins were blackening, right there, in front of us, as though we could see whatever poison this was crawling up his chest through his veins in real time.

It was horrifying.

He needed a wolf doctor, that much was clear. This was no ordinary wound. Even if it was a human poison, he needed a doctor who knew about werewolf anatomy.

I’d lived in Milan for five years, but I’d lived as a human in Milan. I didn’t know any wolf doctors. Not here.

Liam’s body tensed. He clenched his fist and bit down on his teeth.

“Hazel! What’s happening?”

Liam began flailing, hi