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After leaving the meeting with Dominic, Scarlett managed to find a cheap inn for us to stay at, albeit it was probably the sketchiest looking one in the entire Capital. Using all of the money I had – money I had worked for, not her – she secured a room for the next four days. Somewhere for us to wait out the time until we left.She was thinking of which packs we could go to, the benefit of some over others. Unlike me, she had decent knowledge of many of the territories in the empire and was considering factors about them that I wouldn’t have been able to ascertain from the books I’d borrowed. Things like their reputation and how likely they were to be visited by the royals. Both important when it came to living a new life undetected.I’d assumed she would take some time to relax at the inn once we arrived, maybe get her bearings as we finally had a moment to breathe. But, instead, she immediately left after paying and began walking off somewhere.*‘We shouldn’t be walking around during
“Who is it?” came a gruff voice from the other side.“Scarlett Azalea,” she answered. “Here to see Dominic Vale.”There was silence for roughly two minutes, making me anxious that they were just going to leave us on their doorstep without saying anything further. But before I could speak up my concerns to Scarlett, the sound of several metal latches unlocking was heard and the door then swung open.It made me wonder why they needed so many locks.“No faith,” she muttered under her breath to me, but I could sense she had also been a little worried despite her big talk.On the other side of the door, a shady looking man with several scars ushered us forward into a dark room I definitely didn’t want to go into. “This way,” he said.And Scarlett followed after him.As we proceeded to walk down a long corridor, I noticed how every room we passed by had the door closed. There were strange, muffled noises behind some of them, but my gut was telling me that I didn’t want to focus too hard on w
***Author Note***: To my knowledge, the formatting options I've used (like italics, bold, etc) do not show up on the GoodNovel app. To make it easier to follow which dialogue lines are being said internally (opposed to ones spoken aloud), I've marked the parts between asterisks ( * ). Hope this helps :)~~~~~~~. I stopped breathing the second I heard her, wondering if I’d simply imagined it.Even simply thinking about it seemed impossible. Surely, I must have misheard or been mistaken.Because there was no way. No possible way that....*‘You’re not the one who should be feeling afraid right now – I am,’* Scarlett’s voice continued.“You’re dead,” I answered aloud. “You drowned in the lake. This isn’t real.”*‘And yet, clearly, I’m alive. What magic do you possess to steal someone’s body?’*“None. I just... I woke up like th—”I felt it then. Like fingers clawing through my brain, I sensed her searching for whatever answers she was looking for. It made me wince, the feeling being so
“Do you think we could have been happy together?” I continued. “Would you have given me a chance?”He was silent at my question, confusion flashing across his features. But internally, I felt sick. I regretted asking the second I’d said it aloud. It was only going to inflict more pain, of which I could have easily avoided had I left it alone....And I was soon proven right.His confusion quickly turned into irritation, moving his body to fall back down onto the couch as if he couldn’t even be bothered to look at me anymore.“Why ask such a pointless question?” he replied sharply, his wall immediately going back up. It had been harsh but, after a second, he then sighed and sounded more exhausted than he had the entire conversation. “Just... go to sleep, Scarlett,” was all he said.My hand tightened on the doorhandle, the wind being knocked out of me as I heard the response I’d expected. It had been stupid to even bring it up. We’d already both made up our minds that breaking the matebo
It was a stir some hours later that woke me. The tiniest bit of movement, but enough that my head immediately shot up, worried that I’d overstayed too long. I’d planned to leave before Alistair recovered, before he could see how close I’d been sitting next to him for the hours he’d been healing... but having fallen into a deep sleep myself, I hadn’t realised how much time had passed.I quickly looked towards his face, checking to see if he was awake, but my back went completely rigid upon what I found.It was his eyes. Staring down at me. Completely alert.I recoiled at first, expecting an onslaught of questions and aggression from him, but... something was different....He was different.His golden eyes were dark, a gaze that seemed more animalistic than human. They were... predatory and primal. Not an ounce of his usual coldness to be found as he watched me.I instantly knew then that he wasn’t in control. This was... whatever this book wanted to call it. His wolf. His beast side. T
I pressed my hand back against where I thought the bleeding was coming from, hoping to apply some sort of pressure against the wound. But there was only so much I could do whilst I kept holding him. I wouldn’t be able to keep it up for very long.Realising this, I pulled his weight further across my shoulders, and began walking him back towards the tavern. If I didn’t get him inside soon, I knew I was going to end up dropping him in the dirt. It took every muscle in my body to accommodate his weight, but thankfully the adrenaline coursing through my veins from fear helped significantly.“Natalie?” Elliot’s voice then called out.I looked up and saw him jogging towards me. “Help,” I replied back through gritted teeth.“What’s going on? Who’s... wait, is that Alistair?”“He’s hurt. We need to get him help. Can you find a guard maybe? I think there should be some near the west gate.”Instead of immediately jumping to assist as I expected, he hesitated instead, looking Alistair up and down
“Please...,” Scarlett choked out between sobs. “Please don’t kill me. I’ll leave you alone, I swear. I’ll run away as far as possible and never come back.”But it was too late for apologies. For years, I’d suffered at Scarlett’s hands. I was beaten, starved and abused by that entire pack growing up
“You should be in bed resting,” Liam said, holding my hand tenderly in his.I looked down at where he touched me and felt bile fill my mouth. I knew what those hands had done. I’d seen the results with my own eyes now. It was truly disgusting.“I’m fine, really,” I assured, forcing a smile on my lip
Oh... fuck.What the hell was I meant to do? No wonder the poor girl was terrified of me, some of those bruises on her body were likely my own doing. I’d just finished reading how she killed Scarlett in the future and now I was about to get a front row seat to the live action production.Was I just
“What the f....,” I whispered to myself, dropping slowly to my knees in disbelief.It was surreal to see the doll-like girl mimic my actions. When I lifted my hand, so did she. When my mouth moved, so did hers. Like some sort of messed up trick room.She was nothing like the body I was used to. Wit







