Killian
Something was wrong. I could feel it as that uneasy feeling crept over me again.
It started with the way the floor shifted beneath me, not physically, but in my head. Like the world had tilted just a few degrees off the center, and now nothing made sense. My limbs felt heavy, my skin too tight. My heartbeat was loud, echoing in my ears like a war drum.
I tried to blink it away, to focus, but the colors of the hall bled into each other. The lights flickered too brightly, the walls closed in too fast. My wolf growled somewhere deep inside me, clawing at the haze.
Poison.
Not literal venom, but something close. Something sly and burning, laced into my bloodstream. I could feel it unraveling my thoughts. Clouding my instincts. Every breath I took felt thick. Slow. And as if it was
