"Look, its either you drink it or you spend unneeded nights in the hospital and everything goes to shit. We're too far from the manor to even get you there with the state your leg is in and by the time Micah or myself get back, it would be past your meeting."

"What if she tried the pops?"

"Do you still have some?"

Micah nodded and vanished off the back of the horse.

"Will you at least try the candy? I think we still have some Popsicles if that might be easier?"

She didn't make a comment to the butler statement but when Micah came back, holding a red lollipop in her face, the look of utter disgust filled Ally's eyes. Micah flinched back and I snarled, my own eyes turning gold.

"Alexandra."