#Chapter 80 – Poisonous Veins

Olivera Wolfsbane infused sugar in tea is the easiest way to deter a stubborn captive. I wanted to save it for the last minute, just so she wouldn't use her mind-link any further with her mate while we found our way into the pack house. It's a cavernous dwelling, on the edge of a daunting cliff, only accessible through a short, tunneling area under the heavy brush of the forest. I packed a small batch of tea, something I normally sip on to blossom a tolerance to the plant, but instead I decided it was better used on the frustrating Luna, fighting me every step of the way and trembling in doing so. I've never seen such a petrified and yet stubborn woman in my entire life. Granted, most of the women I come across are extremely willing to be led away by the likes of me, but a captive and a courtesan are two different things. She is restless in her sleep, her face permanently pink as she grumbles against the toxins I forced down her throat a few hours ago. This pack hou