REBECCA POV
Our fathers’ mindlink was meant to be reassuring.
It was not.
‘Your mate is handling the serum well’ , Pops Rett said.
‘Your cousins didn’t have to give him a double dose either,’ Papa Robert added.
There was a pause, and Rachele blinked twice, her expression caught somewhere between alarm and disbelief.
“Is a second dose even possible?!” she demanded out loud, as if our fathers could still hear her from the other side of the mindlink.
It wasn’t.
One dose of Luka’s truth serum was enough to make even the most stubborn bastard sing their sins to the wind. A double dose could knock an Alpha into a week-long coma.
Apparently, our family was getting more unhinged by the second.
Rachele started pacing. I could practically see her brain catching fire — gears turning, heart
