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Chapter 53: Dark Memories
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THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 54: A curious visitor
NYX'S POV.As I lay in my hospital bed, I heard the door creak open. I assumed it was Riley, but the footsteps that approached me were not his. I could sense it. My eyes were still adjusting to the darkness, and I squinted to try and get a better look, but it was still too dark to see who it was. Before he could say anything else, I started to tell him how I had been feeling nauseous all day, thinking it was Riley who had walked in. But as they got closer, I realized that the footsteps were louder. Clumsier. As soon as I realized that it wasn't Riley who had entered my room, my mind went into overdrive, trying to make sense of the situation. I couldn't see the intruder's face because of the darkness in my room, but I could tell from the way they moved that it wasn't someone I recognized.When the figure got closer, I was shocked to see that it was a little girl. My first instinct was to feel relieved that it wasn't an intruder trying to harm me, but then I felt a creeping sense of u
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 55: Firsthand fury
NYX'S POVDespite the fact that I found her so endearing, I didn't want anything to do with her, considering the circumstances. I couldn't afford afford get I to Atlas's trap once again and have him treat me like he did last time. The stales were higher in this condition, considering that it was his daughter who he must cherish so dearly. Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching and I tensed up. The door creaked open, and a tall, muscular figure stepped inside. It was one of the guards, a man I recognized from previous encounters. He scanned the room suspiciously, looking for any signs of trouble.He had a stern, chiseled face with a prominent jawline. His eyes were a deep shade of brown, almost black, and they scanned the room with a cautious, vigilant look. He had a buzz cut and his skin was tanned, as if he spent most of his time outdoors. He wore a navy blue uniform with a badge on the front pocket that read "Alpha's Guard." His posture was upright and alert, and his broad should
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE Chapter 56: Coincidences
NYX'S POV. I waited and waited that evening, but Aurora didn't come. My heart sank as I began to worry that something had happened to her. I thought of all the possible scenarios that could have kept her away from me. Perhaps she had been grounded by her father, or worse, he had found out about our secret meetings.As the day wore on, my worry grew deeper. I couldn't focus on anything else, not even my own recovery. All I could think of was Aurora and what could have happened to her. The longer she stayed away, the more my imagination ran wild. I imagined all sorts of terrible things, like her being punished by Atlas, or worse, being hurt.I tried to distract myself with other things, but nothing seemed to work. I couldn't read or even watch TV. Every little noise made me jump, hoping it would be Aurora. But each time, it was someone else, and my disappointment only grew.As the sun began to set, I started to lose hope. Maybe Aurora was never going to come back, and I would never see
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE CHAPTER 57: Angel
AURORA'S POVAs I lay in my bed, tossing and turning, my thoughts kept going back to Nyx. I wanted to see her. So, with a racing heart, I decided to sneak out of my room and check on her.I carefully got out of bed, trying not to make any noise as I tiptoed towards the door.The floorboards creaked as I stepped on them, and I froze, listening for any sign that someone had woken up.After a few tense moments, I breathed a sigh of relief and continued down the hallway, taking care to avoid the creaky floorboards. Every step felt like an eternity, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. My dad wouldn't find it funny if he caught me.Tiptoeing closer, I could hear the sound of soft murmurs coming from within the room. The door was slightly ajar, and I pushed it.The moment I entered Nyx's new room, my eyes immediately fell on her fragile figure lying in bed. Her body was wrapped in bandages, and her face was covered in bruises. My heart raced as I wondered what could have happened
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE CHAPTER 58: Cold blooded
NYX'S POV The sun had set, and the evening was upon me. I sat in my room, my neck constantly snapping to look at the door. I was eager to meet Aurora and see what was inside Atlas's Journal.I couldn't help but wonder if it was possible that he had painted a portrait of me. As I contemplated the odds and possibilities of this dream turning into reality, I heard a squeak. I turned to see who had come in."Hey, Nyx." Aurora squealed giggling as she rushed to my side. "Hey, Rory." I replied smiling as my heart flooded with relief.The answer to my questions was right in front of me."How're you feeling now?" She asked, her voice filled with concern."Much better love. Much better." I lied. I was in pain and since she left me with such news I had been more anxious than ever."I'm so glad to hear that." She answered and I could see the relief in her eyes."So, where's the proof we talked about?" I shamelessly asked, I could no longer contain my anxiousness."Here," she answered, pulling o
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE CHAPTER 58: Devil's Curse
ATLAS POVI woke up to a new day, but I could already feel the anxiety creeping in. I knew what was coming, and it was something I had been dreading for a while now. I tried to shake off the feeling and focus on my daily routine, but my mind remained unsettled.As I went about my day, I found myself getting easily distracted during conversations with people.I couldn't help but think about the looming full moon and what it would bring. It was a time when my wolf was heightened and at war with the vampire side of me.I was not like any other werewolf. Instead of turning into a regular wolf during the full moon, I transformed into a vampiric lycan. This creature was stronger than both werewolves and vampires combined, and it only sought blood and destruction. This was how I had killed my former Luna, Aurora's mother, and I had lived with that guilt in my conscience ever since.I had never meant to harm anyone, but the bloodlust that consumed me during the full moon was too much to bear
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE CHAPTER 59: Flowers and chocolates
NYX'S POVThe hospital room was quiet and dimly lit, the only sounds coming from the beeping machines and the occasional footsteps echoing down the hallway. I lay in my bed, staring up at the ceiling, lost in my thoughts. It had been weeks since I was admitted to the hospital, and I was beginning to feel like a prisoner in my own body.I couldn't move around freely. I thought being a slave was the worst thing that could happen to me until I got tied to this bed.Aurora wouldn't be visiting me today, she had told me today she was going to spend some time with her father-Atlas. That arrogant, egoistic cruel monster, I hated him so much for putting me through all these.I still wonder how such a heartless bastard could be the father of a sweet and adorable kid like Aurora. They were like two opposites.Suddenly, the door creaked open, and I sat up, my heart racing. I wasn't expecting anyone, and my mind immediately went to the worst-case scenario. But then I saw Riley walking in, a bouqu
THE LYCAN'S HATED SLAVE CHAPTER 60: New beginning
NYX'S POVEver since Aurora showed me her father's journal, no matter how hard I tried to deny it, I hadn't been myself.I couldn't even identify my problem, I couldn't tell if it was the paintings of myself that I saw that made me feel this way or if it was the dirty thoughts that managed to flood my mind as I imagined what was running in his head when he painted me or how his muscles flexed.Apart from my unholy thoughts, I sincerely have been concerned after finding out about Atlas's illness. I've just had this unsettling feeling. It was as though I was bothered about his well-being and that's the part I don't understand.Atlas has been nothing but cruel, evil and wicked to me. He's even the reason I've been in this sick state for the past few weeks. So, it still didn't make sense how a part of me cares that he was inflicted with an illness. Maybe it was part of the effects from the painting.A part of me knew why. It was because of Aurora, she's too much of an angel and the last
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