FENRYS' POV
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"Wake up," My shoulders shake, and f**k it hurts from this stupid couch. Peeling my eyes open, Briar stands in front of the couch, staring down at me with narrowed eyes, arms crossed over her chest, and her bare legs teasing me to look, but the fact that it's still dark makes my eyebrows furrow together. "What is it?" I sit up, shoulders pulling back as I stretch my spine, "We have to get dressed," Am I delusional? "Why?" I ask carefully, and her eyes roll, eyelashes fluttering as she leans down, getting into my face, "To get the poison, unless you have it lying around?" She raises a brow, pinning me with a look that makes me wish that she wasn't looking at me at all.
"I do have some," Her back straaightens as her eyes widen, and it seems like I caught her off guard. Swi
