Chap 88

Allison's POV

It had been four hellish days- four days of constantly worrying about Darius. I could not remember being this disturbed in a long while except perhaps for the time Dante had gone to fight those rogues. But then I knew the worst within a few hours. This, however, was torture.

To see my only living relative lying helpless was more than my nerves could stand. And to think it was silver that caused this damage! As yet, I had not gotten a satisfactory answer as to how Darius got that much silver into his system.

I wrinkled my nose at the too-sterile smell of the pack clinic. I had never liked being in clinics or places where sick people were kept. The atmosphere did not agree with me somehow. I guessed it was because it sort of reminded me of the frailty of life.

Yet, I had barely left the clinic in four days. I ran my fingers through my hair, held it to my face, and grimaced. My hair was greasy and badly needed a wash, but at this time, I had other priorities.

Sitti