Lilac’s P.O.V. One Week Later “Do you understhand what I am asthking of you, Lilac?” Dr. Dickhead’s tongue peeked out from between his teeth, courtesy of his heavy lisp. He backed away, tapping the bottom of his cane on the tile floor. I was well acquainted with the thick piece of wood. A few of
Before I could pull the nonexistent trigger we came to a stop. He pulled the badge attached to his coat and scanned it on this little, electronic pad. There was a hiss, then part of the wall moved. He shoved me into the small room, and wacked the back of my legs with his cane for good measure. I st
My shoulders slumped as I made up my mind. Whoever this child was, they’d clearly suffered enough. I wouldn’t be the one to end their life, which meant I was in for a world of pain. Good thing I ate pain for breakfast. I meant that literally. This place was severely lacking in the food department.
Lilac’s P.O.V. It could’ve been hours or days that passed since Phineas visited my cell. During that time I’d strangled one guard to death and tore out the throat of another. When a third came in carrying a bowl of beige mush, my arms were restrained. At some point, chains had been bolted to the f
“Harriet?” The air was charged with electricity, or perhaps that was just my nerves when I realized her mouth had been stitched shut. Dried blood caked her lips, darkening the thread that held them together. Eyes that watched as the other Lycan’s tormented me were now wide with fear. A crackle cam
“You are a monster. A curse wrought upon this earth. You will obey, because this—this is just the beginning. There is no shortage of people you care for, and I will see to it that you kill them all.” The walk back to my cell was short. I faded in and out of consciousness, succumbing to fits of rage
Nox’s P.O.V. I stopped pacing long enough to turn to Shayla and ask, “You’re sure about this?” “I want to help. There might be something in my memories that’ll make it easier to find her. I know we’ve never liked one another, but if she’s really my sister—” Her soft voice cut out as she flinched.
With an audible gasp, Hakeem pulled away from Shayla. He stumbled until his back hit the wall. Jada lowered herself to the floor, her hand clasped over her mouth. I couldn’t bring myself to move. All of my bones had been welded together, my mind torn in two. Half was thrust into the past, while the