Adeline’s POV
I was supposed to be running routine checks—at least, that was what I kept telling myself as I put on my mask and gloves over the bench.
The only issue was that my stomach had that tight warning sign it gets when life is about to stop being simple. I loaded the last sample into the analyzer and keyed in the sequence. A soft beep answered me. The machine hummed to life, small lights blinking as it began to separate and read every component inside the liquid. Myra’s medication.
Technically, it wasn’t from the royal pharmacy. It was the same compound, same label, same dosage chart, but this vial had been brought in by my assistant from the wolf clan’s supply for cross–verification.
Everyone else thought I was being thorough. I knew better. I didn’t trust the new doctor. I di
