Helanie:
"So, you didn’t die, huh? What makes wonder is, why are you at the academy? And the bigger question is, what did you tell Jenny that made her refuse to let back into her life for even a mont?" His voice turned harsh, and the darkness in his eyes deepened as he pressed his hand harder over my mouth.
His touch froze in place, disgust and goosebumps rippling through my body.
I was hyperventilating, struggling to take steady breaths, terrified of what he might do next.
"How the hell did you survive? Why did you co to this academy and befriend my mate? Do you think you can pull this off to get back at for that one night?" He leaned into my shoulder, his words sliding like poison directly into my ear. Torture—that was his intention.
I held my breath, desperate to avoid any further connection between our bodies.
"You know, I don’t even rember your body or how you tasted. So why do you still have that night burned into your mind? If you were even slightly sane, you’d thank the Moon Goddess for surviving and move on. Soone with more brains would’ve promised herself never to get into trouble again. But you love trouble, don’t you?"
His hissed words felt like slaps across my face. I had often asked myself how the alphas must feel now. Would they regret ruining soone’s life like that? Maybe they woke up plagued with guilt. But hearing him speak about that incident as if it was my fault made it clear—they were irredeemable.
"Anyway, now that I’m here, I’ll fix everything you’ve ruined. And not only that—if you even think about opening your mouth, I’ll let everyone know your truth. I’ll tell them that before coming to this academy, you were your pack’s whore, sleeping with alphas to trap them with a pregnancy and force them into your cage. Not that I’ll need to do much more than that. Everyone listens to an alpha," he sneered, his voice thick with venom, chuckling mid-sentence as if the scent of his cologne wasn’t already making nauseous.
"Oh, wait—I rember sothing," he said with mock excitent. "It’s nothing big, but it’s sothing. Do you rember when I was fucking you, and you begged to stop? And then I ca all over your face—"
His laughter exploded, loud and cruel, making my jaw clench so tightly it hurt. He acted like he’d achieved sothing extraordinary, his grotesque delight sending a wave of rage and disgust through .
I had never expected to encounter such a monster.
In my head, I thought he would freak out and start apologizing to . I imagined he’d convince he wasn’t in his right mind that night, that it was all a mistake.
But I was so wrong.
"What? Are you going to cry again and beg to let you go?" he whispered against my mouth, his breath making my stomach churn. I closed my eyes, scrambling to think of what I could do. If I didn’t act, he’d believe he still had power over —that I was still the sa girl he had used and tried to kill.
That thought was unbearable.
Without hesitation, I bent my knee and struck him hard in the groin. The next thing I knew, all the color drained from his face, and his eyes bulged.
His mouth opened as though to yell, but only a strangled, painful cry escaped.
"FUCK!" he finally groaned, his hands releasing as they flew to cradle his aching crotch. Tears stread down his face.
"This is just the beginning, you asshole. I’ll make you regret ever having a dick," I spat, grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking his head up to et my glare. My words were a venomous whisper, dripping with fury. Then, with all the strength I could muster, I shoved him backward and bolted for the elevator.
I didn’t stop to check if he was regaining his posture. I knew it was only a matter of ti before he ca after . Once inside the elevator, I frantically pressed every button, my hands trembling in haste.
The doors closed just in ti. For a brief mont, I hugged myself, tears streaming down my face as the adrenaline began to wear off. My body shook, and my breaths ca in sharp, shallow gasps.
But my relief was short-lived. The elevator dinged, signaling a stop, and the doors slid open. I froze, ready to step out, only to see him rushing down the stairs, his face twisted with rage.
Panic surged through , and I slamd the "close door" button repeatedly. The doors sealed shut again, and I collapsed against the wall, gasping for air.
"He’s going to make regret this," I muttered to myself, my chest heaving.
Desperation guided my hand as I saw the red button for the 10th floor light up. Without a second thought, I pressed it, praying it would give enough ti to escape. I couldn’t keep running—I needed to find a safe place to calm down and figure out what to do next.
When the doors opened on the 10th floor, I stepped out cautiously, hugging myself tightly. My mind raced, but I couldn’t shake the cold creeping through my body.
The floor was eerie, shrouded in dim light and silence. I frowned, feeling a strange chill settle over . I had heard whispers about this floor—a place that only appeared once in a blue moon.
"You’re back! I wondered when that was going to happen," a familiar, chilling voice echoed, sending a new wave of goosebumps across my skin.
I froze, my breath hitching.
"Ah! I sll fear on you. Is one of them here now? What’s his na—Rayden Mores, isn’t it? The alpha of the Shifters pack. He’s a nasty one," the voice sneered, its tone dripping with malice.
"What are you going to do, Helanie? You’re not strong enough to fight him. Your wolf hasn’t even woken up yet," it continued, growing darker and more nacing with each passing second.
Chills ran up and down my spine as I approached the door. It looked eerily like an exact replica of my dorm room. The corridor, too, was an uncanny mirror of the floor where I lived. It was unsettling how identical everything appeared—yet sothing about this place felt deeply wrong.
"Go on, step inside. This room is much better than the one you stay in, Helanie," the voice coaxed. At first, it sounded like a man speaking, but midway through the sentence, it shifted into a woman’s tone, and now a haunting blend of echoing pitches that seed to co from everywhere and nowhere at once.
"If you like it here, you can choose to stay in this room," it added with a chilling calmness.
I hesitated, my hand hovering near the door handle, when the voice spoke again, its tone darker now, filled with sothing sinister.
"And if you want... you can let into your body. I will take revenge for you."
My heart thundered in my chest as my steps faltered, freezing just outside the door. The weight of its offer pressed down on like a physical force, making it hard to breathe.
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