Chapter 763: Ceres

Nefretiri

I existed in two places at once, and it was literally tearing me apart.

Part of me was a hellhound running as fast as she could with Willow on her back, the sounds of wolves and humans echoing in her ears. That part of me was aware that time wasn't on our side. The worst thing that could happen was for Quinten and his people to catch us. I didn't know what he'd do, but I doubted he'd let us go. So, getting back to our territory was more than just a necessity. It was life or death.

The other half of me was stuck inside Ivan's body.

How I'd done it didn't matter. The only thing that did was the why. Ivan was dying, but it wasn't from the poison. Yes, it affected him, but his heart was still beating strongly. Even as I lay there, the one in control of him, I could already feel the toxin flushing itself out of his body. It wouldn't be quick, but it wouldn't kill him.

The jello was still protecting him, even though its effects had weakened.