Kate's POV
"I've been dosing her for years."
Ronald's voice rolled out of the surveillance feed, lazy, almost proud, and the sound of it froze every drop of blood in my body.
I didn't sob. I didn't scream. After everything Ronald had already cost me, there wasn't a single tear left in his name. What rose instead was nausea, sudden and violent, strong enough that I had to grip the edge of the console just to stay upright.
Dr. Hale's voice came back to me first. The warning she'd given me in that quiet white hospital room. Don't eat or drink anything your husband hands you, not until we know what's in your blood. The careful way she had said it. The way her fingers had paused on my chart when she mentioned the baby I had lost, the wolf I had never once been able to hear.
Then the mornin
