Chapter 40: Shock
(Alexander's POV)
The scent of ancient herbs hit me the moment I stepped into the sacred brewing chamber. It was an unfamiliar blend – sharp, earthy, and slightly metallic – a concoction that carried the weight of something far beyond ordinary healing brews.
For hours, Cassandra hadn’t left the chamber. The door had remained sealed, with thick plumes of energy seeping out through the cracks. Even from the other side, I could feel the power radiating, heavy and oppressive, making my wolf restless.
I leaned against the cold stone wall outside, my eyes fixed absently on the closed door. My fingers idly traced the black thorns crawling across my chest.
They were inching closer. Closer to my heart. Pulsing faintly with every beat of it.
Jamie paced a few feet away,
