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I felt like all the blood in my body had been drained out as I watched the bloody and battered nurse in horror. "W-what is this?" I asked myself. The old nurse slowly rose her head up and I jerked back in fear of what I saw. Her face was swollen and red. If I hadn't looked properly, I wouldn't have recognized her as she had several deep cuts and bruises on her face. I didn't even know when I began crying. "What's the meaning of this?" My heart broke the moment she managed to give me a crooked smile from her bruised and wounded lips. "H-hillary!!" I couldn't control my emotions and neither could I contain the flood of tears running down my pale cheeks. "H-how are you?" She struggled to ask, trembling. I couldn't do anything at that moment but weep. "Don't cry for me, Hillary!" She pleaded. "Things like this happen sometimes…" She chuckled painfully. "....by the way, I'm already too old. It's time to kiss this world goodbye." "
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HILLARY POV I ran hurriedly down the long spiral stairs with much more excitement that I could have welcomed. 'Scar is here!!!' I repeated over and over again in my thoughts. Soon I found myself in the lounge which was crowded and noisy with buzzing werewolves. I didn't understand what was going on but from the bothered and worried expression on their faces, I knew they weren't in the least glad…. I had a hunch that Scarlett was the reason for their sudden soberness, as about two hours ago, they had been in the party, dressed in their favorite clothes and carrying happy and excited faces all around. Since I happened to be the only excited and happy person in the room, I quietly excused myself from the gathering and walked outside under the mild setting late afternoon sun. From afar, I could see another gathering but this one was far less. From my shabby vision, I assumed there were five people there. And out of the five, I could make
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CHECKMATE's POV After leaving the deserted site, I ran out of the woods, thinking out loud if I had been wrong for not supporting Hillary. Well, now that I knew better, even if I wasn't able to stand by her in public, I was certain that I could tell her my real thoughts towards this abduction and 'torture' thing privately. On getting to the packhouse, I met my sister, Dylan, the scary Margaretta, and beta Kelvin, looking as if death had just visited them. I really wanted to ask them what was going on, but I knew that will delay me and being delayed was the last thing I needed at that moment. So, I gently walked past them without questioning. But to my dismay, a hand held me back. It was my sister, Ivanka. "Aren't you supposed to be with that Lycan witch until the others come?" She asked with a scary voice. I didn't know what to say and if you don't know… 'I sucked at lying' and also I hated being pressurised." "Have you suddenly grown
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SCARLETT's POVI followed behind Hillary as she led me through nice scenting flowers and light green grasses in the well-tended gardens. They really did good work here. I acknowledged as I stared at the nicely built up garden and farmland. No wonder people believed them to be kind hearted. From the view of this calm, serene and beautiful environment, which visitor would believe that the owners would be stone-hearted and unbelievably uncaring. The fact that they didn't even care that the woman they were torturing was almost two hundred years and was more vulnerable than a day year old babe, baffled me. Hillary finally stopped in front of a small thatch roofed shed and stood under the shed. "So, are we free to talk?" I asked. "Yes." She replied looking more pale and weak. "How are you?" I asked and my question(as I had expected) took her by surprise. "You're really asking me that?" She asked, unsure of the meaning of my question. I sim
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HILLARY's POV I watched them drug Scarlett and lift her unconscious body from the wet grounds of the garden. I yelled so much that even when I tried to stop I couldn't and soon I could hear my own screams like I was a kilometer away. My sight became blurry as stinging tears welled up in my ebony eyes. As they carried her away, my heart sank as it felt like they were taking something very special and meaningful away from me. I wanted to run after her and fight off the fierce-looking betas who looked like they were going to eat her raw, but I couldn't as I was in the tight embrace of Dylan whom I felt like strangling at the moment. After they left with her, Dylan let go of me and looked at me terribly. "Why are you acting like this?" He asked, with a shockingly horrid tone which he had been using recently. "Like what??" I asked, in shock, anger, and frustration. "Like you aren't one of us. Like you're now a frigging Lycan!!" He
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CHECKMATE's POV After the old nurse had eaten and drank to her satisfaction, she told me more stories about her late grandson who had met an untimely death and whose name would forever be alive in her heart. She also talked about her early years and how reckless she had once been when she had been my age. She told me funny, adventurous stories and talked about her supernormal age which marvelled me. "Almost two hundred!!!!" I exclaimed with my mouth and eyes wide open. "Yeah!" She nodded with a calm smile on her face. "I'll be two hundred in three months." "Wow!! "At least I would have been." She said with a dejected tone. "I'm sorry." I said genuinely. "No need to be." She said with her gaze on the floor. "By the way, it's really selfish for me to hope to celebrate my two hundredth birthday." The more she spoke, the deeper the cracks in my heart became. "The nurses in the clinic were preparing a grand birthday party for me.
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JORDAN POV "Don't you ever give up?" I asked in annoyance. "Yeah, I do sometimes but not when Hillary is involved." He said, dropping the torchlight. "Why do you have a death wish?" I asked, even though I knew how weak and injured I was, I wasn't scared of a werewolf. But Dylan was an exceptional fighter and a dangerous one too. He flashed a wicked smile as he revealed the short blade beneath his coat. "I don't have a death wish anymore," He said. "All I want is for the world to be a better place without you Lycan Demons involved." "That means, you don't also want Hillary as she has Lycan blood in her." He remained quiet. Then he raised the blade up for the little ray of light that dimly lit the arena to meet and then I realized that this was more of a threat than I had anticipated. There was a green liquid on the blade and from the instant repulsive feeling I received, I knew it must be dangerous to Lycans, but I wasn't sure, so I as
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HILLARY'S POV I was on the floor, wailing like a widow when I heard some spectators scream, but not in happiness but a scream of terror. Wait, did Ivanka miss? Or did it meet... Oh no! I sprang up to my feet and rushed to see who the victim was. "No!!!" I screamed out when I was CM pinned to the ground with a five-foot spear stuck in his chest. I pushed the petrified Ivanka away and hurried down the stairs to meet CM. When I arrived, after pushing through the grieving crowd, I met CM lying in a pool of his own blood. The pale-looking Dylan was wailing in agony while Jordan stood akimbo, with an inscrutable and blank facial expression. I fell to my knees beside his dying body. "Please, don't go!!" I pleaded as blood flowed down his mouth. "Take h-him a-away, she'll kil-l him." He struggled to utter as his life slowly seeped out of him. "No," I wailed. "How did this happen?" I yelled out. To my surprise the angry crowd began pointing f
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HILLARY'S POV After convincing the clinic's staffs to release Checkmate and I for a brief morning stroll, CM and I wandered the castle gardens, talking ceaselessly about what we had both experienced in the brief period of time we had been apart. I watched him run his mouth and I couldn't deny the happiness and satisfaction that thrilled my heart. "I heard you once teamed up with Brianna?" I asked as he played with one of the castle's fountains. "Who is Brianna?" "A blonde Lycan girl, about your age?" "Oh," he let out. "Is she that naughty and arrogant know-it-all who assisted us in taking you home?" I chuckled. "C'mon, don't insult her. She is one of my friends, okay? She acted as a constant reminder of you when you were away." He snorted. "I doubt that. She and I aren't alike in any way." "Hmm, but you both are smart kids with high ambitions." I said, amused by his childish denial. He laughed. "High ambitions. What does she want to be
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CHECKMATE POV "What is he doing here, Hillary?" She looked back at him and returned her gaze to me. "That is..." "I know who he is," I said, angrily. "He is the Lycan beast, isn't he?" The bewitchingly attractive man smiled, much to my surprise. "I have a lot of names, boy, and that one you mentioned is my all time favorite." "Do you think this is funny," "Checkmate, stop!" Hillary yelled at me. "Just calm down, okay?" "Why?" I asked in annoyance. "Tell me one reason why I should calm down when this murderous bastard is in here?" The man's smile wavered but he didn't utter a word. "For God sake, stop being rude." Hillary said, noticeably offended. "I don't get it, why are you defending him?" "I am not, okay?" She said, "I am not because there is nothing to defend about him." "You don't mean that, do you?" I asked, bewildered. "This man is a murderous bastard that killed just how many members of our pack." "That wasn'
