The pain was constant, a burning fire in my veins that made every breath feel like inhaling glass. But I'd learned to work with it, to use it as fuel rather than letting it break me.

Stay conscious. Stay alert. That's the only way we survive this.

I'd noticed something important over the past few hours - the guards had a pattern. They were giving more wolfsbane to Sean and Rolex because they were showing more visible signs of distress. Meanwhile, I'd been pretending to be weaker ...