LAZAR

​Margaret stood frozen, her eyes darting between me and the needle. She swallowed hard, trying to regain her composure.

“What are you doing here, Margaret?” I repeated the question when I didn't hear any response from her.

​"Greetings, Alpha. I... I was sent by Doctor Ezra, Alpha," she said, her voice trembling slightly, though she tried to sound offended. "You know I have a background in medicine. He told me she would become restless because of the drugs and needed a sedative to keep her calm so her body could rest."

​I didn't move. My eyes stayed locked on the clear liquid inside that syringe. My wolf was pacing...