Chapter 104

Kira

I stared down at my paws, the pads becoming raw: swollen and blistered. I sat back on my hind legs, clawed at my neck; my muzzle; the nose I had just pushed into the weeds. I could feel my throat clamping, my tongue feeling like it was too big for my mouth.

I needed the sleeping potion. Fuck. I was going to suffocate first.

I didn’t have time to blame Mark. To hate him for not realizing mint was everywhere. He knew about my allergies. How could he–

No. Not enough air…

I wheezed, coughing, struggling to pull any air into my lungs. Dizzy and nauseous, I urged my body forward, stiff legs refusing to cooperate. I grabbed the third bag with my mouth, just barely breaking it with my teeth. It burst within the box.

Fuck.

I pushed myself over the edge of the box’s side, forcing my muzzle to the bottom to lap up as much as I could. It wouldn’t be the full dose of the sleeping potion, but it would be enough. All the while my entire body was laying amidst the mint, the raw blistering fester