"Oh my gosh! Honey."
Isabel tried hard not to panic. She called the servants to quickly bring Hash to their room.
"Liz! Shall we bring him home to Borres?"
Liz shook her head.
"He'll be more in danger."
Finally Hasher answered her call.
"Your son is poisoned!"
The blood that gushes out of his rib cage was turning blue as well.
They were all too busy figuring out how to treat Hash. But his son crawled to his dad.
"Daddy."
He called him out. His dad couldn't hear him so he slept next to him making Hash's arms into his pillow.
Hugh entered Hash's sleep.
Back at bunker. Margaux slept soundly on their chosen room while the three of them sat on a large living room.
"I'm curious. Can you show us your wolf?"
