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Goodbye, my mate Chapter 111
Leah's POV Just when I was about to scream, the door behind me was pushed open by a cleaning lady. She panicked when she saw me. "I'm sorry, Lady. I thought this lavatory was empty..." she mumbled and tried to walk back. I grabbed her arms and said, "Wait, did you see something in this room just now?" "No... But the air conditioning must be malfunctioned. This lavatory is freezing. I need to call for maintenance," the lady stroked her arms and said. Coldness. Yes. Bone-chilling coldness. It was just like the time I was in the SPA room. All the lights went off and the air suddenly became cold. "Did you lock the door of this lavatory?" I asked the cleaning lady. She looked confused. "I'm so sorry, Lady. But I didn't lock this door. This door was open. That's why I thought this lavatory was empty," she replied. I bit my lips. I had enough of this kind of supernatural bullshit. My life wasn't supposed to be like those poor heroines in a ghost story. I refused to be tortured by
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Leah's POV The dimly lit room was filled with the sound of shuffling cards and murmured conversation. The poker table was the centerpiece of the room, and at the moment, it was unoccupied. As I sat next to the table, Mick took the seat in front of me. The other two players took their seats as well. Lucas sat next to me and said, "Leah, I know you're in a bad mood today. And people can't win if they're in a bad mood. So why don't you let me play for you?" I didn't want to talk to him at all. But after what happened in the lavatory, I was still terrified. And it was nice to have a familiar face around, sitting next to me, supporting me physically and emotionally. I took a glance at him and said, "If you want to remain sitting next to me, be quiet." Lucas looked a bit upset, but he didn't let it out. He shifted his eyes on Mick like he was about to eat him alive. Obviously, he didn't like his wife sitting at the table, playing strip poker. Mick was dressed in a sharp suit with hi
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Leah's POV "Shut up, Mick. Shut the fuck up right now and go inside!" Lucas roared. He had always been known to be a reserved person. I had never heard him being so loud and mad at the same time. "I want to kill him! I want to kill that fucking bastard!" I roared in tremendous pain. "Leah, please, he's my cousin. Let me deal with it." Lucas said in a calm voice. "Murderer! That fucking bastard!" I screamed and I was shocked by my own voice. "Leah, if he's a murderer, he will be sentenced and punished by the law. You're not the law. So for fuck's sake, please hold your anger right now and leave the rest of it to me," Lucas said. As I collapsed into Lucas' arms, my body was wracked with sobs. Tears streamed down my face, leaving me gasping for air between sobs. Lucas held me tightly, feeling the weight of my sorrow pressing against him. My grief was palpable, heavy, and raw, and I could feel it seeping into his own being. "That sinister bastard! I should have killed him on
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Leah's POV "Miss Lewyn, please, I will beg you on my knees... Please don't..." Jorah looked as if he was about to cry. "Lucas knew Finn had been genetically modified. So you must have found out who did it," I said. "Miss Lewyn... I really can't drive like this..." Jorah stepped on the brake and parked the car on the side of the road. "It has something to do with the Royal Guards because Finn was afraid of soldiers," I kept going on. "Those soldiers were trying to hurt Finn, but he managed to escape. But during the escape, something happened and he lost his memory. After that, he was taken to the slave market and put on sale. Sak Doyle purchased him and brainwashed him by telling him that he was his brother." Jorah covered his ears and said, "I don't know. I know nothing, Miss Lewyn. Please don't push me anymore! I... I feel..." At that time, the full moon came out from behind the clouds. As the first ray of moonlight touched Jorah, he immediately ripped off his clothes and shift
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Leah's POV "Are you insinuating that Leo might have done some experiments on Finn?!" I covered my mouth in disbelief. "I'm a wolf. I don't insinuate anything. I only state the fact." Jorah's wolf scratched his ear with his feet. "But... But why would he do something like that?! It's unethical! It's immoral! It's... It's flat wrong!" I murmured. I couldn't find the right word to express my feelings. I had never thought Leo would become a mad scientist or something. He was just an average second brother to me, doing some second-brother things like playing with me or sharing a slice of pizza together. "I don't believe you." I crossed my arms and held myself. My body was shivering. Jorah's wolf jumped on my lap, wrapping his tail around me to keep me warm. "You have all the right to feel shocked. I was shocked when I found out as well. But after a few days, I started to process this whole thing. It slowly becomes justifiable. But that's just my assumption. You need to talk to Leo,
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Leah's POV "Leah, calm down," Darren's wolf said in a calm voice. I noticed that there was an open wound on his foreleg and it was a nasty cut. He got that wound because he was trying to protect me. I immediately felt guilty about shouting at him. I held up Jorah's body and wailed. "First of all, Jorah's not dead. There's some concussion in his head and there might be some broken ribs, I'm not sure. But one thing I am sure of is that he's still alive," Darren's wolf said. I looked down at Jorah in my arms and caught him peeking at me. As soon as he met my eyes, he shut his eyes and pretended dead. "Jorah! This isn't funny!" I put him on the ground and jumped up. "Ouch! Ouch! Multiple broken ribs!" Jorah whimpered and coughed. I had to pick him up again and hold him in my arms. He placed his head over my arm and took a long deep breath. "Thank you, Miss Lewyn, much better," he said. "You can't do things like this to me!" I wiped the tears off my face. "I thought you were d
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Leah's POV "We will take up weapons, protect our family, and fight against our lives! Those murderers of Rock Growlers will pay for what they have done!" I raised my volume and said. The werewolves at the site looked at each other and sighed. None of them said a word. That man stared at me and said, "Lady, I know you must be Uma's friend, and you're sad. We are all sad, but that doesn't help us to bring lost lives back." I wanted to say something more, but he placed a hand over my arm and looked away. Following his view, I could see a few people standing in the distance, looking at our side. "Look away," the man lowered his voice and said. "They are the soldiers in plain clothes from Rock Growlers Pack. They're here to pry on us. Would you like to walk with me, Miss...?" "Lewyn, Leah Lewyn," I said as I walked away with him. "My name is Bardalph Baal. I'm Uma's neighbor, the blacksmith in town, and the head of his funeral committee," he said. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss
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Cole stared at me and said, "Miss Lewyn, where were you on the day when Alpha Dire was killed?" "Seriously?" I frowned. "You've tortured Uma and Damian for this, and now you come all the way to ask me the same question?" Cole pulled a cruel smirk on his face and said, "Miss Lewyn, I personally hate extortion, because it's the most useless way of extracting information out of someone because when you torture someone, they pretty much tell you all kinds of bullshit you want them to say." "So why did you torture Uma and Damian?!" I stared at him and hissed. "Aha, don't get me wrong, Miss Lewyn." Cole's eyes narrowed into two thin lines. "I hate extortion, but I'm really fond of torturing people. I'm addicted to watching people collapse in front of me. That kind of thrill keeps me alive." "What the fuck is wrong with you, Cole?! You're a fucking disgrace! I'm ashamed of you! Stop talking nonsense and fuck off!" Troy, again, was about to jump at his brother, but I managed to stop him a
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Leah's POVNow, that hunger roared back, fueled by loss and longing. We gave in, tearing at each other, a storm of despair and need. His hands roamed my scarred flesh, rough and reverent, and I arched into him, swaying my hips, dragging it out like a ritual. Pain laced every touch, every thrust - his breath ragged, my moans breaking into sobs. We fucked like we were clawing our way out of graves, desperate to feel something beyond the wreckage of our lives.Inside, my wolf snarled, "This man is dangerous. He's lost everything for you. You're all he has. He shows up when the world burns - destiny or curse? Plus, he killed your child!"I answered her, fierce and silent, as Darren moved inside me, "This man bled for me, broke for me. He's my shield, my fate, my fucking heart. I've crawled through hell, and you never spoke to me. Why now?"My wolf went quiet, retreating, and I surrendered to him - to the ache, the heat, the ruin of us. We collapsed, spent, ta
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Leah's POVThe sky shattered above me, a jagged maw of chaos spitting debris like venom. But Darren was there, his arms clamping around me, fierce and unyielding, rolling me across the ground as the hulking ship model plummeted from the heavens. It crashed where we'd been, its splintered bulk clawing the earth, and I felt the tremor in my bones. Dust choked the air, a gritty veil, but all I knew was his body pressed against mine, hard and desperate, his heat searing through the cold dread coiling in my gut.When the world stilled, our eyes locked. His stare cut through the haze, sharp as a blade, stripping me raw. Memories clawed their way up—him looming over me, blood-smeared and feral, shielding me from death's jaws. Tears burned my eyes, spilling hot and relentless, carving tracks down my dust-caked face. I couldn't stop them, couldn't cage the ache ripping through me.But then I caught it - or didn't. The air around him was wrong, empty. No musk of wol
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Leah's POVI nodded, keeping my face smooth, blank - a perfect little mirror for the director's pride. Inside, my blood roared. These bastards had turned on Liam's father the second his body was cold, carved up his legacy, and handed it to Al Cosa on a silver platter. Everything Liam should've had—stolen. But I kept my claws sheathed, my fangs hidden. Not yet.Dinner came next, the shift announced by a waiter's clipped voice. I'd spent the earlier hours letting the deputy mayor fleece me at cards, folding my hands with a shy smile while his stack of chips grew. By the time we sat down to eat, he was rosy-cheeked and beaming, drunk on victory and wine. He clapped a meaty hand on my shoulder, his breath sour. "Leah, you've got to come to the seafood charity dinner next weekend. Big fundraiser for the Pier 16 Free Trade Zone. It'll be a hell of a show."I smiled, soft and apologetic. "I'd love to, but I'm flying to California next week. My company's got an ev
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Leah's POVHours bled into each other. The party grew loud, sloppy. I slipped away to the pool terrace, heels dangling from my fingers, the night air sticky with salt and regret. The water shimmered like broken glass.Josephine used to fling herself into a pool to play damsel on my wedding night to get Lucas' attention. And that happened like in my my last life. And Darren - my shadow, my sword, the man who'd bled for me in alleys and ballrooms alike. Where was he now? Dead, surely. He'd have torn the slave market apart otherwise.The champagne bubbled bitter on my tongue. A tear fell - weakness - but the night hid it."Mrs. Winters." The deputy police chief staggered over, tie undone. "You're missing the fun.""I was just admiring the view," I lied. "I was just thinking to myself, you must be very good at your job. So young for a deputy chief."His chest puffed. "Beginner's luck.""Luck favors the bold," I said, leaning clos
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Finn's POVI let him paw at me, a doll in his grip, his anxious eyes boring into me. It stirred something - anger, maybe, or worse, something soft I couldn't stomach. I shoved him back, sharp and sudden. "I'm fine," I snarled, turning to walk away.The flowers hit the ground behind me, petals scattering like spilled guts."Pick them up," I ordered, my tone cold.He immediately obeyed, bending down to gather the mess, his muscles flexing beneath the suit. I watched him, my mind a battlefield of desire and disgust. He was mine, bought and owned, yet with every touch, every glance, I felt like I was the one being claimed.I stepped on his back. Hard.Kairo scrambled on all fours before me, fingers trembling as they snatched at scattered petals - crimson on stone, like the blood already smearing his split lip. His haste amused me. The way his breath hitched, the way his shoulders tensed when my shadow fell over him.I let him hope for a s
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Finn's POVI hated clinics. It stank of antiseptic and rotting blood, a paradox that clung to my tongue like acid eating through rot. Dr. Jafar's shadow pooled beneath the flickering fluorescents as he blocked the hallway - a vulture in a stained lab coat, wings spread to guard carrion."His lungs collapse twice daily now," the doctor said, teeth yellow as old piano keys. "The machines breathe for him. You understand? No more speeches about sensative topics here."I stared at him with a blank face. "Move."The ward beyond was a cathedral of dying. Monitors chirped hymns. Tubes coiled like sacred serpents around my brother's skeletal frame. Lucas' chest rose in mechanical spasms - a marionette jerked by invisible strings. I'd seen livelier corpses in the slave pits.His hand felt paper-thin when I took it, veins mapping failures under cold skin. "Brother," I said, savoring the word's rancid sweetness.Eyelids peeled back like fresh wounds. Re
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Finn's POVThe dungeon stank of piss and rot, the air so thick I could taste it - bitter, sour, like the inside of a grave. A slash of crimson moonlight cut through the wall, spilling over the stone like blood from a fresh wound. My scars itched, a map of every bastard who'd torn me open and left me hollow. I needed it tonight, that sharp, searing proof I wasn't just a ghost rattling in this fucked-up shell.He was there, the slave, strung up like some beast, chains gnashing at his wrists and throat. Wolf poison hissed on his skin, blistering it raw, but he didn’t flinch. Those eyes - wild, molten - locked on me, burning with a love so desperate it could choke us both. He lunged as I got close, chains screaming, his voice a ragged snarl. "Alpha!"I saw his skin searing as it touched the chain.I tilted my head to look at the guard standing next to me.He panicked and said, "Sorry, Alpha! He has broken so many chains... We have to dip th
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Leah's POVThe limousine door hissed open, releasing me into a hurricane of camera flashes. Miami's salt-rotten breeze tangled with the stench of money and gardenias as I stepped onto the crimson carpet, Rafael Laflamme's final creation clinging to my thighs like a lover's last breath. The dress was a funeral shroud in reverse - black silk devoured by blood-red crystals, cut low enough to make the paparazzi forget their own names. Four tall, dark male models flanked me, their hollow-cheeked perfection a living barricade. I'd chosen them for their vacant eyes. Men who looked at nothing saw nothing.Whispers followed like gnats. Who is she? I smiled behind the lace mask, its spiderweb patterns itching my scars. Let them wonder. Let them choke on their own curiosity.The ballroom swallowed us whole, chandeliers dripping light onto a thousand masks - feathers, gold leaf, animal snarls. I tasted champagne on the air, acidic and false. The first waltz began i
