HARPER'S POV
The pain hits me in waves, slow at first, then sharp enough to steal my breath. I am lying on my cot, teeth clenched, arms gripping the edge like it will keep me from floating away. But I can feel it. The potion. It is burning through me again. Worse this time. They all think it's the wounds gotten from the supposed rogue attack that has me like this. I would take that over this hell.
It didn't start until after the second training session. After I got too close to him. Asher. I don't know what it is about him, but something about standing near him sets my whole body on fire.
And not in a good way. Not anymore. It is like my wolf starts panicking, scratching at the inside of my chest, and the potion fights back.
Now, my body is caught in between.
And I feel li
