His Savage Moon — The Tampered Inhibitor

Yes. I also found out who drugged you last night. It was probably your cousin, Victor. He couldn't wait to make a move on your seat.

Him? That cub's still wet behind the ears. I will settle this with him. That woman.

What's her name? Clara Whitmore. She's the sole heir to an old port shipping family. Her parents died young, and her relative nearly stripped her of her inheritance and

Clara. She was drugged by her fiancé, Draven Hale, and chased to your room last night. I thought she was sent by Victor. It doesn't seem to be the case at the moment.

Now it's time for us to go back to Victor and settle the score. Did you smell it? Silver inhibitor. My formula was tampered with last night.

An alpha loses control, and you blame the drugs? With that tainted blood of yours, you think you deserve to lead this family? Mon Dieu. Acting like an uncultured beast in front of the Commument. Answer me. Why did it cause my werewolf blood to go out of control?

Where's your proof? You're gonna frame someone with a smashed vial? The evidence is here. At 1147 last night, South Six Pier Medicine Depot. After Pharmacist Elias Reed entered the warehouse, the concentration of silver salts in the inhibitor formula was

Forged! The port system retains the original timestamp. There were also three And the account name used your mother's old surname. Do you need me to read it to all relatives?