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Chapter 15
Layla felt overjoyed whenever she killed one and more wolves. She turned the tables around after her first kill. Everything seemed to be easier; to kill, to survive, and to live. She was drunk with physical strength and power. Amid the bloodshed under the rain, she heard a faint voice calling for her. The voice was yelling her name and saying something, but she ignored it. It was the first time and it was so unreal. No one would ever call her name. Nah, no one ever cared what was her name. She was used to being called a ‘bitch’, a ‘trash’, and many more. Sometimes, she even couldn’t remember her name. Well, it didn’t matter.
“LAYLA!”
A man’s voice resounded in Layla’s ears. She had an urge to look back for a moment to see who was calling her but the bliss she was feeling wouldn’t let her. She was thirsty for revenge, for violence, for bloodshed, and death. The painful truth that kept her alive was ruling over her frail body. She was alone and no one
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“Me?” Layla voiced out when the men looked in her direction. “H-hey! I’m still stuck in here because of you. You can’t just point your finger at me like I am some kind of vicious woman.” Layla turned to her master with begging eyes. She needed to start acting, or she wouldn’t be able to witness another sunrise in her life. She knew exactly how Zev handle things and ‘ killing’ was not something hard for him to decide depending on his mood. “Master, say something. I have no idea what he was talking about. Please don’t give me that look,” her voice went soft when she noticed him glaring at her.“Right. I always wanted to ask you this, little Layla. Were you sent here to kill me instead of getting killed?”Layla shook her head repeatedly. She felt intimidated by the man’s voice. If she’d say anything that would displease him, she could guess what he’d do to her. “I know nothing except that I was fed by poison for years. I also told you about it, Master.
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The sound of crickets and owls from the surrounding forest at night was as loud as the frogs croaking during rainy days. The moon was hidden behind the clouds, slowly blown by the wind. It was almost midnight, three hours since Zev put Layla to bed. It had been that long for him to endure the soft whimpers coming from her. She would yap and yip some time then suddenly grunt. Like an adorable young pup she was, Zev tolerated her. But his patience had its limit. When Layla started nibbling on his bare chest, he was forced to push her away while kneading his brows.“Layla, stop what you’re doing.” His voice was calm and calculated but with a hint of agitation. Zev was in deep thought about the possible purpose why the blood tribe wanted his person when the said lady disrupted him. “I’ll throw you outside if you won’t stop,” he murmured when Layla reached out for his hair and pulled them softly. ‘It turns out she’s now recovered. Hah, she might think she’s desperate and
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