*
Leonard carefully carried Shiela to the spare room, where he laid her down on the bed before he took a proper look at her. She was still unconscious, but from the foul smelling wound on her right leg, he knew that things were not as good as he had assumed they would be.
It was clearly nightshade poison, and it didn’t take a genius to know that this was the preferred poison of the Silver Assassin’s pack. Going by this logic, he could guess that she had a run-in with their Alpha, which resulted in this nasty bite.
But what exactly had she been doing that would get her in this situation? And why would she reach out to Sierra, the girl whom she was supposed to despise with every fibre of her being?
Even unconscious however, he could tell that she was in great pain. The wound was fester
