Lucius POV
The room was a good deal colder than it had been before. I sat on the edge of my bed, and I was holding that old medical file in both hands. I turned the pages with my shaky fingers. The words were necessarily faded, yet, at the same time, obvious enough to destroy all of my knowledge.
Five years ago, I said to myself, Toxic exposure.
My heart felt all twisted. The curse began to behave strangely five years ago. It was then that the violent incidents became more severe, and when I began to lose grip of my wolf.
It wasn't a coincidence.
Some people had been poisoning me long before Ari entered this pack. Long before I rejected her. Even before the illness started spreading within me.
My throat tightened. Five years, I said, still trembling. "All this time…"
A chill wen
