“Who is that?” I growled, my chest vibrating. The sound was louder than I wanted, threatening. Gwen rested her head against my chest, her breath slowing as she fell asleep. “Gwen!”
Pepper shoved the bottle at me, and I held Gwen with one hand while pressing the bottle her lips. She recoiled and pulled away, grimacing. She turned her head the other way.
I growled and shoved the bottle back to Pepper. Glancing around, I found a counter nearby and set Gwen down on it. “I’ll hold her, you pour.”
Pepper and I worked together. But as the liquid dripped onto Gwen’s lips she spat and tore away, glaring at me.
“Stop that!” She snarled, twisting away.
“You can’t sleep! We need to make sure you haven’t been cursed or worse!” I grabbed her jaw tighter, hoping she’d forgive me for my rough treatm
