Chapter 574: Asher Will Die

"You do know this is madness," Roman said wryly, watching as Asher drew a small amount of his venom into a syringe.

"It’s called mithridatism," Asher answered with sass. "A very solid backup plan." Without hesitation, he jabbed the needle into his arm and pushed the plunger.

Roman flinched as if he too felt the sting. "I might not know all your science crap, but I do know how my venom works, mister. And all I can tell you is that you’re taking a huge risk here."

He watched with mounting anxiety as Asher leaned back on the bed with a groan, his breath hitching as his heartbeat began to race.

Roman’s venom paralyzes upon contact, but when ingested into the body, it followed a predictable timeline:

For the first five minutes, one would experience a burning sensation, rapid heartbeat, and intense dizziness.

Then the Five to fifteen minutes, there would be violent muscle spasms, temporary blindness, and total loss of limb control.

From the next fifteen to thirty minutes, the victim’s organs would shut down, while experiencing agony so severe it drove him into a coma.

And finally, after thirty minutes, it was death by cardiac arrest as the nervous system collapsed.

From the day Roman arrived at the West Pack, he had been reluctantly supplying Asher with venom. Of course, he’d tried to discourage him, but this was Asher they were talking about. No one could change his mind once it was made up. Well, no one but Violet.

Asher was microdosing in small, controlled amounts over time, forcing his body to produce specialized antibodies. These neutralized the venom before it could spread, gradually building immunity.

The danger, however, was immense.

If the dose was even slightly too high, the venom would overwhelm his system and kill him long before his body had a chance to adapt. Thankfully, Asher was a smart, lucky bastard.

subtly change its composition without his conscious control, meaning even a fully immune Asher could still be caught


to stay protected, Asher had to keep taking fresh doses, or his

voice, breathing heavily. His skin had lost its color, sweat breaking out

course. How could I miss timing your grand

Asher called him

back smoothly, never looking away

watched the seconds tick by. "Four minutes," he announced, counting down as if

before rolling back,

was not the first time he had witnessed this, it still didn’t make it any easier to watch. If anything went wrong tonight, there would

as the spasms had begun, his body went slack. His pupils came back into

on the dot," he said,

for the bottle of Roman’s venom, flicked out his black claws, and dipped them into the liquid. Aside from a biting numbness,

spread across

the edge in his tone


looked up

the plan was to use it on your traitorous alphas, not on

that your venom

eyes flashed with fury. His voice rose, "My venom isn’t static. All my body has to do

Dominic," Asher cut him off. "Dominic is more experienced than me. However, I’m an Alpha by birth. I’m stronger. He knows that. And

I went into Patricia’s head, I saw things that convinced

narrowed.

claws. "At least, I hope so." He looked up at Roman, his voice quieter now. "If anything

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