Chapter 75: Potions

Ivy's POV

At first, Princess Sylvia’s Lycan Aura seems to be working.

But it’s not long before the cracks begin to show themselves.

Slowly, shakily, the werewolves all reach into an inner coat pocket and pull out small red vials.

I don’t know what they are, but just seeing them makes me feel uneasy.

“What’s happening?” I whisper to Princess Sylvia, but she’s too distracted by maintaining the power of her Lycan Aura to answer me.

Princess Sylvia glares at the werewolves, face gone red as she continues to hold up the aura. The burly werewolves all down their red potions simultaneously, one of them looking up at me and winking.

My stomach curdles.

Princess Sylvia’s hold on them slips away suddenly, and they climb back up to their feet without hesitation, something wicked and corrupted glinting in their eyes. The werewolves all turn their muzzles up to the sky, suddenly howling up into the air like madmen. Their powerful roars fill the woods as their bodies begin to swell and conto