Chapter 246

The little cup I always took was placed in front of me. I took it like a shot, because it was unfailingly nasty. Long ago I’d learned not to let it wash over my tongue.

For a moment I sat smacking my lips and looking at the cup.

“That was different,” I said to the group.

It still tasted medicinal, but it was not the same. This liquid was slightly sweet and less bitter. Terror struck me, what if someone had tampered with the drink?

“Damien,” I said and he looked up at me with haunted eyes, “that wasn’t what I usually take. It was different. You have to get me the right drink and find out what happened.”

“It is a health drink,” he said slowly. “It is different now.”

No one else spoke and Damien did not continue. I mumbled apologies for interrupting breakfast and looked back down at my plate.

Christof spoke next, “We were told it would help build your blood and keep you strong,” he informed me.

My eyes were curious, but I held back the qu