Chapter 28

I fished the fake poison from my pocket and laid it on the table between us, a temptation wrapped in hope. "It's twice as potent."

"Hm..." He picked it up, and I licked my lips, my mind spinning on what I could possibly tell him that would make him believe me when I still wasn't sure of the dosage and all the different ways it worked exactly on people like him. Wolf shifters. And on the fact that it was just moonshine mixed with harmless herbs and not real poison at all. The screw lid on top squealed slightly as he twisted it, and then he inhaled. "Well. Certainly smells that way."

"Ever heard of the five-step snake?" I blurted.

"Can't say that I have."

"After a five-step snake bites you, that's how many steps you take before you fall over dead. Just five." I nodded at the bottle still in his hands. "That concoction... That's what I would call a five-step snake."