TYSON
"Is this the best way to do it?" I asked Blake, staring at the small shot glass in front of me.
"Yeah, that's how we started. First we drank small vials until we regained our ability to shift into our wolves. And that's when the injections started."
"f**k, this s**t smells horrible." As I brought the shot glass to my face, stomach acid traveled up to my throat in reaction. I didn't know if I'd be able to get it down without retching.
"I mean, it's natural, right? It's our kryptonite. We're going to be averse to it. Maybe you can put it in a smoothie or something to help get it down. We didn't even have the option. They'd just whip us if we didn’t drink it or threw it up." Blake shrugged. "I still can't decide if swallowing that s**t or getting whipped was worse. I never threw up,
