#Chapter 97: Cure

Evelyn The cure was finally in my hands. In the small vial weighing no more than a pen, the cure to wolfsbane felt incredibly heavy. I could hardly believe it. The vial of shimmering, dark liquid rested in the center of my palm, seeming so inconsequential despite changing the course of our world. Chris had been astounded, dropping the charcoal mixture he had been working on and shattering the container in his awe. “You did what no one else has done,” he had said, turning over the vial to view it from all angles. “I always knew that you had extraordinary healing capabilities and instincts, but this…. Evelyn, this is unbelievable.” Since he had left to spread the word to the appropriate people, I had been looking at the vial with my own sense of astonishment. If I had had this substance when Jesse had kidnapped me, I wondered what might have been different. My heart pounded, not with fear this time, but with relief, pride, and fragile hope. There would no longer be people