Demons Collide

Why didn?t Roman believe her? Ritsuka had felt irritated as well, for he trusted Gossamir and her judgment on the herbs, had seen the effects firsthand that it had on a couple of their packmates. They were not poison, yet the queen had refused to eat them, convinced of the opposite. What would it take to prove to her otherwise? How many would need to consume the combination before her to see the truth? Ritsuka made his way after Gossamir, at a bit of a distance, though he would hear her rant, her sharp words. He couldn?t blame her for her sharpness, and he would edge into the large den as well, gently pressing his shoulder against Gossamir?s for support.

But Roman was gone again, falling into hallucinations. As kind as Ritsuka was, like any wolf he too had a breaking point. He would give a deep, irritated sigh, flicking his gaze to the other two. ?If she doesn?t eat this cure she could very well die. I?m voting just force-feeding her, rather than the squirrels. Hell, I even volunteer to do it.? He had not fallen ill, but he had seen enough of this damn sickness. It would haunt his memories for times to come... And Blizzard?s disappearance during the epidemic had the male on edge as well. Had his sister fallen ill? Was she dead? He had searched, he had, but there was no sign of her. He could only pray that she was safe. But, for the moment, he had an alpha to help deal with.

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