The Regretful Alpha 35.2

"Is it as I requested, Willow?"

Willow froze at Mireya's cold question. She felt the air around her thin, making it hard to breathe. "Yes, Mireya," she answered, swallowing hard. She gathered the courage to answer when Mireya fixed her with a sharp look. "As you requested. You wanted the dosage increased and that's what you got."

Mireya narrowed her eyes and began to move slowly. She closed the distance between them with an unblinking, piercing stare. "You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Of course not." Willow tried to remain calm, glancing at Mireya's right hand as it lifted, revealing a bottle in its grip. "I'm not lying to you. You'll see the results soon."

"Good. It seems you still have a functioning brain, Willow," Mireya said with a cold smile. "I'm sure you remember very well the consequences you'll face if you disobey my orders."

Willow blinked, her lips quivering. "Mireya."

"Torin will not hesitate to kill your precious daughter, Willow. S