I Would Rather Be a Rogue [BL] Chapter 220: Two Bottles

Felix didn’t even know when he drifted off to sleep. Although he had a lot on his mind, recently, his quality of sleep had significantly improved for so reason... So reason that happened to coincide with the appearance of the jasmine fragrance in his room.

An odd coincidence. But correlation didn’t necessarily an causation.

Or so Felix wanted to tell himself. Because the idea that he was so attached to Remi that he couldn’t even sleep right without his scent was too frightening.

Either way, it was already morning when he opened his eyes again. The room was still dark, as the sun had yet to rise, but the pack was filled with morning noise and clatter. Not too loud, at least not in the West residential wing where Felix’s room was located, but with the werewolf’s sharp hearing, his ears could easily pick up the sounds. Felix grumbled softly, then slowly sat up and stretched his waist, letting out a yawn...

Then, his eyes fell on the coffee table. Coincidentally. He wasn’t actually planning to check the letter just yet, as he had barely woken up, and his mind hadn’t recalled what he had been up to the previous day.

Well, now that he saw it, it finally had.

The letter was still on the table. Or rather, a piece of folded paper was - the sa white paper that Felix had used, but the writing on top of it now changed. It wasn’t Felix’s plain, straight handwriting, but a very ornantal and slanted one. It spelled...

[To my cute little assistant]

Felix stared at it for a long while, speechless.

He rubbed his eyes, but the words didn’t change.

...Honestly, he didn’t know how to feel about it. On one hand, he wanted to laugh, but at the sa ti, his shoulders dropped helplessly...

It was ridiculous. This term to begin with was ridiculous. It was ridiculous when Kade used it (the ’cute little mate’ variant, that is), and it was ridiculous when Remi copied it. So ridiculous that it was hard to tell which one was worse!

(Even though it wasn’t actually displeasing...)

Felix let out a sigh, and climbed out of the bed, slipping his feet into his fluffy, warm sleepers. He took a few sips of water from the bottle on the nightstand, and slowly approached the coffee table.

Aside from the letter, there were also two glass bottles on the table, with the preservation spell cast on them. Bottles that Remi usually used to store the potions he brew. One was small, and another bigger, both filled with liquid...

Felix barely spared them a passing glance, though, before focusing on the letter. He was still only a beginner when it ca to potions, so the chances that he would be able to understand what each of them was for were rather slim. And Remi knew it, so he surely must have explained it in the letter. Felix carefully picked it up, and took a seat on the sofa, unfolding it...

Unlike Felix’s short, concise note, Remi seed to have a lot to say, as he wrote a whole essay, even enchanting the piece of paper to make it around four or five tis the normal length, and then filling all the available space. Most of it was just so mushy nonsense, though - it seed he had picked up Kade’s odd habits from reading all the text ssages the Alpha used to send to Felix...

Felix let out yet another sigh, and quickly scanned through the letter, skipping (or at least pretending to skip) the nonsensical parts, and looking for a proper answer. And once he did, he glanced at the two bottles again...

Remi’s explanations were long (even if not as long as the nonsense he had written), but it all boiled down to this: there were two ways to temporarily stop Jared from suffering from the curse without undoing it. One was the antidote that Remi prepared... And the other one was the rmaid blood.

The difference between them was simple: the antidote was imperfect. It was a quick redy that Remi had whipped on the spot, so it didn’t actually cancel the curse, not even temporarily. All that it would do was stop Jared from throwing up the black sludge. However, he would still be able to feel the effects of the curse. His stomach would hurt, and his overall condition would be weakened. It was just that he would be capable of talking, and would no longer faint (or at least, he would faint less often). The effects of the potions would last for up to four days.

As for the rmaid blood... Since the curse wasn’t too complex, a sufficient dose of the rmaid blood should be able to cure Jared completely. If it were a temporary redy that Felix was looking for, then he could feed Jared a single drop of blood, for example by diluting it in a drink, and the Alpha should be free from all the effects of the curse for up to 12 hours.

"Hmm," Felix humd under his nose, glancing between the letter and the bottles. Then, he put it down, and grabbed the small vial. He carefully uncorked it...

The intense sll instantly hit his nostrils. The dark red liquid stored inside slled fishy and rusty, but with a hint of sothing else, sothing mystical... This was definitely Brielle’s blood, Felix could recognize the scent.

As for the second bottle... Felix tried sniffing it as well.

To his surprise, he could actually recognize it! Or at least a part of it. It was a general nausea redy, with a few other ingredients added, which Felix wasn’t quite sure of. But he could at least tell that it certainly wasn’t an ’antidote’, just a potion that stopped the vomiting...

Well, not that Remi was claiming it to be an antidote. What he had detailed in his letter matched closely with what Felix could find out through his nose.

That was fine, though. Precisely what he was looking for. He just needed Jared to be capable of having a conversation, but he had no intention of letting that damned Alpha go free and cured!

He stood up, picked up the smaller of the bottles again, and went over to the walk-in closet, where in a secret compartnt, a safe was hidden. He pressed a few buttons, stuffed the bottle inside, and shut it close again.

There was no need to waste rmaid blood on Jared!