Larissa's POV
All night, I checked up on him to make sure he was alright.
I was worried that the balm wasn't all healing like I thought it was. I didn't have any reason to doubt my mother.
I have used the balm in the past, and it worked like magic, but I thought it had worked because I was an Omega.
"When do you intend to go to bed?" Darrell asked, staring at me.
"I just need to make sure it works. It might have worked on an Omega like myself but…"
"If it was not working, I wouldn't be talking, would I?" He asked.
He had a point, but I wasn't convinced. The physician had told us his healing was nothing short of a miracle.
He said that poison was meant to kill the Alpha only minutes after being injected into his body…
"I know you're feeling fine now, but what if…"
Darrell groaned, and my heart skipped a beat.
Is he all right? Did the balm refuse to work now?
I could see how much pain he was in. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I was scared!
