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New Valerie

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Nadia's pov.

This was all a dream, it had to be. The middle-aged woman went pale while I sat on the bed, trembling.

"It must have been the fall. Recently, you threw yourself off the great cliff because you didn't want to marry Alpha king Noah." Gaius began and I gave him my attention.

"It's a miracle you survived. Your body wasn't too shattered but I think you lost your voice." Gaius explained and then it hit me, everything made sense.

Before that strong wind blew, I prayed to be reborn and it seems my prayer has been answered. I looked towards the mirror again and saw an entirely, different face.

An innocent facial expression stared back at me. I had pure, long, white hair, rare red eyes like that of a vampire, pointed nose and cherry, red lips.

I was a goddamn beauty and looked familiar, also the name I was called, Valerie, rang a bell.

"What are we going to do now?" The middle-aged lady yelled, her hands ruffling her neatly-styled hair.

'Who was she to me?' I pondered because whenever I stared at her, I felt this warm feeling dancing in my belly.

I also noticed we had the same red eyes and white hair, her features were also very similar to mine. Could she be my mum?

"Mother, Relax, Valerie would be fine. She survived that cliff." Gaius went to wrap his hands around her.

"But also stayed in a coma for like two weeks." She burst into tears and Gaius let me a sigh, before bringing out a handkerchief from his pocket and handling it over to her.

I on the other hand, froze on the bed. It has been two weeks since I died, since Valerie died or what?

I wanted to speak but no words came out. I dug my nails into the bed, feeling frustrated.

This could have been as a result of Lucien cutting off my tongue and speaking of Lucien, rage burned in my veins as memories of what he did flashed through my mind.

I tried getting up from the bed but tightened my expression as the most excruciating pain ever hit me, like my bones were cracked. I collapsed to the bed, breathing heavily while both Gaius and mum rushed to me at once.

Beads of sweats gathered on my forehead as I felt like I was being sliced open. I winced, turning around on the bed, trying to fight off the burning sting circulating in my body.

"V-valerie, are you okay?" Gaius placed a hand on my forehead and immediately withdrew it like I had stung him.

"She is really burning up, mum." He shouted and Mum dashed out of the room, sniffling while Gaius dashed into another room in my room.

I had a vague sense it was the bathroom because memories of me bathing in it flashed through my mind but what was this pain?

Why was it so hot? I shut my eyes again and when I opened it, I was in the nothingness or so I thought since everywhere was dark.

But just then, I heard the snap of a finger behind me and turned around immediately to see a shadow.

"Who are you?" A huge lump formed in my throat as I asked and a laughter echoed around, sending goosebumps all over my body.

It wasn't sinisterly, neither was it friendly. I took a step backwards, feeling wary when light came up and my eyes widened at whom I saw staring back at me.

It was me, or rather, Valerie, the original host of the body I was now in. She was holding a candle light so close to her face.

"You made me wait two weeks." She grinned and I stared at her in confusion, lost.

"What do you mean?" I decided to ask and thankfully, words came out. She giggled.

"I already knew I was going to die, same way I knew you would die and take over my body." She whispered and my heart skipped a beat.

'What the hell? Where was I by the way?' I pondered, looking around once again but it was still darkness, except for the lady and a candle Infront of me.

"You knew you would die and didn't prevent it?" I questioned out of curiosity because her words made no sense.

Who wants to die these days?

"Why would I? I have fulfilled my destiny, it's time for you to fulfill yours." She answered.

"In your body? How is that possible?" I bit my lower lips hard and she shrugged.

"I am not meant to be with them, you are and our fates has been sealed together, decided even before we were born and neither of us has the right to change it." She said and I wondered if she had lost it.

I was meant to be with whom?

"Once you are back to the living world, you shall lost your voice again." She told me and my jaw dropped.

"What the hell! Why?" I clenched my hands into fists and she gave another annoying laughter.

"Till you get the cursed beast out, till you melt their souls, you shall have no voice." Valerie placed her hand over the candle like some physco.

"Please stop spitting rubbish." I gritted my teeth against one another because she was making no sense.

Was someone trying to play me for a fool?

"You have limited time, like this candlelight. Do the needful before then or you shall have no revenge." She faded into the air as she let out those words, the candle dangling in the air.

Once again, a cold breeze appeared out of nowhere and blew around with great fury that I had protect myself from being carried away but the candle, surprisingly didn't go out.

"Valerie." I heard a familiar scream and opened my eyes to see mum, looking at me with relief flashing in her eyes. She was pressing something wet against my forehead to calm the burning.

I felt relieved and warm then tried speaking again but nothing came out so I just rolled my eyes.

Damn the host of this body. I understood nothing yet again.

Just then a knock sounded on the door and Gaius told whosoever was behind it to come in. 

"Mrs. Sebastian, Young Master, The Lycan twins are here." A young man, dressed in a butler outfit bowed towards us.

My blood ran cold. Did he just say Sebastian? Everything clicked once again.

Valerie Sebastian? It couldn't be.

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