Liam's POV
For a second, I thought I heard him wrong. The words felt like they were still trying to find a place to land in my head.
“Killian…” I said slowly, searching his eyes. “What did you just say?”
He swallowed hard, his jaw twitching as he avoided my stare. “Blood,” he repeated, his voice low but clearer this time. “It’s all I can think about. My throat burns. My head…”
He clutched the side of his head, groaning softly. “It’s like fire crawling under my skin.”
Isla and I exchanged a look. Hers was full of panic, mine was a storm I couldn’t name.
“This doesn’t make sense,” I muttered under my breath. “The cure wasn’t supposed to do this.”
“What cure?” Daphne snapped, stepping forward. “You poisoned him, didn’t you?”
I turned on her so fast she flinched. “You think I’d poison
