CHAPTER 93
"He was poisoned." The doctor finished examining Terran, who had finally regained consciousness after a few minutes.
"Poison?" I shrieked in disbelief.
"We were lucky to have attended to him as fast as we could; otherwise, it could have gone worse." The doctor remarked.
"What sort of poison would be able to knock him out in an instant?" Black asked, and his brows were creased in confusion and fear.
A long time ago, all packs had come together to put a stop to lethal poisons. There had been zero complaints about poisons being used on anyone, not to mention an Alpha.
Anyone who was found selling or distributing poison was immediately killed without being given the chance of a trial. How did Heath get his hands on something like that?