Viya's POV
The banquet hall offered a buffet, but most attendees remained in the auction room, leaving the outer area nearly deserted.
I grabbed a small piece of cake and sipped half a glass of juice, ready to make my early exit. But before I could set down my glass, I felt something wasn't right in my body.
Something was wrong. My healer instincts kicked in immediately. Whatever I'd just consumed was definitely drugged.
Even at Northbridge's most prestigious auction with the elite in attendance, someone had specifically targeted me. No one would risk drugging an entire event—this was personal.
With practiced movements, I retrieved a small vial of emergency wolfsbane extract from my purse—a traditional remedy we wolf healers carry to counteract toxins—and applied a drop to
