#Chapter 143 Believe Me Yet

Helen POV I tried to sit up, sore and weary after my last stent with the Huntsman. I block out his torture from my mind, reaching to find my mate but there’s nothing in bed beside me. Instead, Russo stood by the window, watching intently while little Freya sat perched on the edge of the bed before me. “What’s wrong?” Russo turned quick, his eyes cold and dark. “Hey, little Luna. How are you?” “Sore,” I mumbled. “I don’t remember everything. I just know I was back in his dungeon again. I was supposed to be safe from that, Russo. It doesn’t make sense. I had to take that stupid poison to prevent all of that from happening.” “I know but…” he looked to Freya. “She was only trying to help the wounds on your face. Her dust seemed to heal everything, instead, which included the poison. I’m supposed to give you another batch of it as soon as you wake up.” He pulled out the small vial and set it down on the nightstand. I hated the taste of it before and it made me feel so weak a