GoodNovelChapter 146 VALERIA "T'm feeling better, Quinn.
The medicine Valeria gaveis working.
In fact, it's the best I've ever taken." "Celine!" we both exclaim with obvious relief, and she smiles from the bed, still weak.
I wipe the sweat from her forehead with a piece of my skirt and help her sit up.
"Thank you, Valeria.
Quinn, what are you going to do?" she suddenly looks at her brother, and I do the same.
The Lycan uncaps the small bottle and drinks it all at once.
We both stare in shock.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Problem solved.
It tastes awful.
I'm sure she gave you scrap to stabilize you for a day and make you cback, probably worse," he says with a shrug, as if its no big deal.
In the end, we can't help but laugh, relieved to have gotten through the ordeal.
I take the chance to tell Celine that only her mate can truly save her.
"I'm sorry, you followedthrough something so dangerous, and I'm not the antidote to your illness," I say, embarrassed, but she takes my hand.
It's rare to see her soft side.
"We never regret following you.
Besides, if I werent by your side, I wouldnt know the answer.
Honestly, sinking my teeth into your power was easier than finding a solution.
Where do I even get a mate? I hope he's not a damn bloodsucker, or I'd rather die in agony," she says, rolling her eyes as she gets up.
Quinn helps her, and I swallow my words.
The Goddess has a twisted sense of humor and has showntand tagain that she always sends you exactly what you don't want.
We leave that unpleasant woman's house, and the night is already closing in on us.
In reality, barely two hours have passed since we parted ways with the hateful King.
"Guys, I need to do something quickly.
Wait forhere," I ask them in the sdark alley where I met Alondra.
"Valeria, what trouble are you getting into now? Don't separate from us, Quinn grabs my hand, worried.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It'll be quick, relax.
I can use my power; no one will detect me," I assure him, and although reluctant, he eventually letsgo. The shadows are my allies, and I hide within them.
Darkness is the one thing this decaying town has in abundance.
I spy behind windows and houses, following the direction where I saw that woman and the little boy go.
This town isn't very big, but I don't have much time.
"Con, where are you?" Just then, I hear the soft cries of awoman.
I follow the sound through a dead-end alley, leaning against the old wooden wall, crouching at the corner of an open window.
Inside, I see the woman crying, holding the child in her arms ina tihy, inatiny, impoverished room lit only by the ΕΠ flickering glow of a candle.
"Oh Goddess, please don't let him be dead," I pray, seeing his pale, timp arm hanging outside the yellowed blanket. mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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