The smell of antiseptic was overwhelming.
I opened my eyes to a stark white ceiling, and when I turned my head I met Liam's bloodshot stare.
"Mia, you're awake..." He gripped my hand as though he were afraid I would slip away the next second.
My body felt strangely light. The burning in my veins was gone. I realized it was probably terminal lucidity, and the words came out before I could stop them.
"So I really am dying..."
Liam was crying.
He shook his head, choking. "No. No. Mia, you aren't going to die. I'll find the best witch alive. There has to be a cure for wolfsbane. I'll get you well again."
I pulled my hand back, and a spiteful impulse rose in me as I looked at him.
"Liam, do you know how I ended up with wolfsbane in me?"
His lips trembled and his fingers curled in on th
