NINETY-FOUR

Seeing Heather set my beast off, the sound of her voice made my skin prickle with irritation. I’d not fully mastered the act of shifting to my lycan form but that aside, if I must kill her, I had to fight her in human form, because what is the nobility in fighting in my beast form if she hadn’t shifted too?

“You fucking bitch-“ Scarlett screamed.

“Oh poor little Scar,” Heather chuckled “I wonder why you all losers get all the best guys,” she sighed.

“You’re dead,” I growled

She chuckled again and aimed her rifle at me “You’re the dead one here,” she said with spite. A throbbing vein was clearly visible at the middle of her forehead “I should have killed you the very day you stepped your feet into this place, stupid girl, she scoffed.

The workers at the hospital must have gone into hiding considering Heather was armed, because everywhere had suddenly gone quiet. The maliciousness in Heather’s eyes was not new to me, only that they had grown more intense. She looked older than I remembe