Chapter 106

Torin Thorne's mouth was dry, his chest heavy with bitterness. There was no point waiting anymore.

"The porridge... forget it," he muttered hoarsely. "Just get me my stomach medicine."

The servant hesitated, clearly distressed. "Alpha Torin... we-we don't know where your medicine is kept. And we don't know the type you usually take. It was always Nell who handled it for you."

Torin's head fell bac