Nia’s Pov
Clara didn’t wait. She grabbed my hand and yanked it away from Rowan so hard my wrist stung.
“Stay away from him,” she snapped. Her voice was louder now, sharp and shaking with anger. “This is all your fault!”
I stumbled back, nearly falling. Tears kept running down my face, hot and steady. My mouth opened, but nothing came out anymore. I couldn’t explain. I couldn’t breathe right. Everything hurt.
Clara leaned back over Rowan, her hands moving quickly, checking the wound. When her fingers brushed the blood, she froze. She bent closer, smelling it…really smelling it.
Her face changed.
“It’s wolfsbane,” she whispered.
The words hit me like ice. My eyes widened. My stomach dropped so fast I felt sick.
Wolfsbane… killed wolves from the inside. Not fast, but slowly. Painfully
