Vernon
I woke up feeling pain all over. The rope was biting into my wrist. Damn, this wolfbane was so strong.
There was no window in this cell, but judging from the meal the servant brought me, it had been a few days since they took Shannon away. I hadn't told her about my feelings yet, she was so important to me, yet I feared that would be the last time I saw her. I was desperate to get out and know how she was doing, but as days went by, I found myself growing weaker and weaker. I would struggle to even remain conscious.
It was like it was not just wolfbane that was on the rope, there was something else that was weakening my power. I couldn't help but thought of Melvin. It must be him. Only he had the skill to develop such a bioweapon. Even though I was affected by it, I couldn't imagine what this would do to regular werewolf.