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NIKKI

I curl up in bed, like it's the safest place to be, and my bed sheet is half soaked with my tears, as I cry and sniff my way through.

The banging in my head intensifies, with too much going on, I don't expect less. I thought I had moved on, I can't erase the fact that I despise him for what he did to me, and missed him every now and then, and that's it until he resurfaced.

For a moment, I went numb, unsure of how to react. His obstinate self was been dragged out of the main house, as he struggled with the guards, his white dress was blood-stained and his body was bruised.

He looked at me, his eyes beckoning to me without a word and I was totally paralysed. A part of me wanted to run to him and keep him warm from our body contacts and nurse him to recovery. And another part gladdens me as I watch him groan in pain.

I knew it was Alpha Hudson, it had to be. He had promised to make him pay and he saw to it. I should probably thank him for watching out for me and ask that he do