Zane pov.
Fred looked at me with so much hesitation in his eyes. I knew he was worried for me but I was worried for Tessa. She didn’t have enough guards with her, and knowing her, she’d rather die than come back empty-handed.
“Please,” I said quietly. He stared at me for a long moment before sighing heavily. Then, with a reluctant shake of his head, he reached into his pouch and handed me a small bottle filled with pale blue liquid.
“Take it,” he muttered, almost like he was regretting it already.
Before he could say another word, I uncorked it and downed the whole thing in one go. The taste burned straight down my throat, bitter and metallic.
“Jesus Christ! Are you insane?” Fred shouted, lunging forward to grab the bottle from my hand.
I ignored him completely, my focus locked on t
