I sigh and nod "so what... Do I have to drink that or somrthing?" I ask crimson eyes glowing and glaring at the vial.

"Well, I could put it in a needle if you prefer."

I shrug and nod beforr huffing and gritting my teeth and growling lowly.

Iskren raises an eyebrow. "You actually want the needle? I thought mortals were afraid of the things."

He pulls a fancy-looking syringe from his belt pouch.

I shrug "nothin can beat gettin hit but Lucas balls of energy..." I growled and flinched and looked at my nirthmark "actually scratch that... My mark hurts more..." I hissed as my eyes brightened in pain, the light continued but didnt fade or brighten.

Iskren shrugs as well. "Alright, then. I just need you to hold up your sleeve so I can put it in your arm."

I nod and take lift the sleeve, sighing in relief because the wolf tattoo I had was on my back and it was an actual tattoo.

Iskren gently thrusts the sharp needle into Sammy's skin. It feels cold as he pushes on the plunger.

The pain seems to lessen a little. . .but that might be wishful thinking, since it hurt so much before. There's no way it could work so fast.

I sat there the flashing dimmed but only for a short while, the pain was gone but the flashing wasnt "******" I muttered.

Iskren slides the needle back out. "I heard you swear. What happened?"