AUTHOR’S POV

Liam folded his arms, his eyes locked on the doctor so firmly that the man swallowed hard. “Are you sure?” Liam asked again, his voice low but demanding.

“Yes, probably from what she ate or drank,” the doctor replied, his tone uneasy.

Liam rushed to Alora’s side, stroking her head gently until her eyes fluttered open.

The doctor stepped closer, slowly lifting her hand and checking her pulse. “She’s stable. The poison is leaving her body soon, but she should stay ...