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Just a matter of time

CATHERINE The moment we stepped through the door of our rented home, I noticed Kane's reaction. He moved quietly. He dropped his coat on the chair, not bothering to hang it, and slumped into the nearest seat by the window. His posture, the way he paced about angrily.I closed the door softly behind me, giving him a moment. Kane wasn’t the type to wear his emotions on his sleeve, but today's event probably caused that..After a moment, I approached him cautiously, pulling a chair to sit beside him. “Kane,” I called out to him. “What’s wrong?”He didn’t look at me immediately. “It’s nothing,” he replied, trying to sound fine but his tone betrayed him. I reached out, resting my hand lightly on his arm. “You’ve never been a good liar,” I said gently. “Talk to me.”For a moment, I thought he would brush me off again. But then he sighed, long and deep, and turned to face me. His eyes, for the first time, looked lost.“Do you think I’m a monster, Catherine?” he asked, raw and low.The ques

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A battleground.

CATHERINE Camille stepped into the room with a tray of snacks and the scent of freshly baked bread wafted in the air. I rolled my eyes in appreciation. At least, the smell of fresh food will ease the tension in the space and it did as she approached; slightly, though.“I thought you two might need something to eat,” she said softly, setting the tray on the small table in front of us.Kane sat up straighter, nodding his thanks. “Thank you, Camille,” he said with a rare warmth in his tone. “You didn’t have to, but I appreciate it.”Camille gave him a small smile. “It’s the least I can do. You’re both working so hard to help the people out there. Besides,” she added, a teasing note creeping into her tone, “it’s not every day I get to play hostess for royalty.”Kane chuckled lightly, surprising me. “Well, if royalty means sleeping on a cot and hauling supplies, then yes, I suppose you’re right.”Camille laughed and for a moment, the atmosphere felt lighter.Kane leaned back slightly, stu

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Not a rash.

CATHERINE Kane, Camille, and I followed Mark back to the camp at a near run. My chest heaved, not just from the pace but from the dread pooling in my stomach. The thought of the children, all those little lives, crying in pain made me scared and nervous.Getting to the camp, their wails reached us first, piercing the air with heartbreaking sharpness. When we entered the makeshift area where they were gathered, my breath hitched. Several kids were sprawled on thin mats or cradled in their parents’ arms, their faces red and streaked with tears. Bright red spots covered their skin, some of them oozing pus where the children had scratched too hard.Camille pressed a hand to her mouth, and Kane immediately stepped forward. He crouched beside the nearest child, gently inspected the spots on their arms and face. “This isn’t just a rash,” he observed, turning his sharp gaze to me.I knelt beside him, examining another child. The spots were clustered and raw, and some even looked infected.

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Give me a moment.

CATHERINE Immediately she shut the door, Kane let out a sharp breath, completely frustrated at this point, but Camille turned to us. “Give me a moment,” she murmured, raising a hand to knock again.Camille knocked again, the sound louder and more insistent this time. The heavy wooden door remained stubbornly closed, and there was silence everywhere. Camille exchanged a nervous glance with me before raising her hand to knock once more.This time, Barbara’s voice came, raised and scornful, from behind the closed door. “You can take your leave, please! Stop disturbing my peace!”I winced as the harshness of her toge jarred even though I’d expected resistance. A low growl rumbled from behind me, and I turned to see Kane, the veins in his neck straining. His eyes gleamed with an unnerving golden tint, a clear sign his beast was about to take over.“What is her problem?” He coldly seethed seething with suppressed rage. “Kids are suffering out there, and she’s hiding in her lair acting lik

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Maybe a coincidence.

CATHERINECries of children filled the air as Barbara knelt down, inspecting one of the small, blistered arms on a young girl, closest to her. She was calm as she could ever be as she pressed a cool cloth to the child’s fevered forehead.I hovered nearby, waiting for her comments just like Kane and Camille was. The scene was unbearable, these children, suffering in a way no one should with their tiny bodies wracked with fever and covered in painful sores. It made me feel helpless.“What is it?” I asked softly, trying not to sound scared.Barbara rose slowly, brushing her hands off on her apron. “It appears more like smallpox,” she answered. My stomach sank since that was exactly the same thing I said earlier. “Smallpox?” I repeated, exchanging a glance with Camille, who looked equally horrified. “Are you sure?”Barbara raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed by my skepticism. “As sure as I can be under these conditions,” she replied. “But I can’t confirm the exact variant. It’s only

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There are tracks.

CATHERINE The air around us was suffocating. Kane stood at the center of the empty room, his body rigid as he surveyed the sparse surroundings. His eyes glimmered faintly gold, a sign his beast was close by. Without a word, he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as though drawing something from the air.I watched him intently, as he did whatever. Kane had told me once that his senses, heightened by his feral nature, allowed him to perceive things others couldn’t. Well, that was no doubt the fact. I only hoped they wouldn’t fail him now.Suddenly, his eyes snapped open.“There are tracks,” he muttered. Without waiting for a response, he moved quickly, striding out of the building.Camille and I exchanged a glance before rushing after him. Outside, the air was still and the sun casted long shadows across the clearing. Kane knelt on the ground, fixing his eyes on faint footprints trailing away from the building.“What is it?” Camille asked, worried.Kane didn’t look up as he replied.

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The answer to the prayers.

CATHERINEThe old woman gestured for us to take a seat as she also say onto the worn wooden bench outside her modest home. She exhaled slowly, rubbing her lower back before speaking to us once again.“Like I said, you guys are lucky,” she began. “There’s a doctor named Davina coming into town today.”My heart lifted slightly, though I caught the wary glint in Kane’s eyes as he leaned forward. His imposing frame cast a long shadow over the woman.“What’s she coming to town for?” he asked, suspiciously.The old woman looked at him, unbothered by his intimidating demeanor. “She’s here for her usual round. I’m diabetic, you see, and she checks up on me every few months. A kind soul, that one. Always makes sure I’m doing all right.”Camille clasped her hands together, her face lighting up with relief. “Thank heavens! That’s exactly what we need right now. Thank you so much for telling us, ma’am.”But the woman held up her hand, stopping Camille mid-celebration. “Hold on, young lady. Davin

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Gather everyone.

CATHERINE The car door swung open, and a young lady, assumed to be Davina stepped out. She was a striking woman in her late thirties, with jet-black hair that fell in soft waves around her shoulders. Her almond-shaped eyes, scanned her surroundings before they landed on the old woman who was outside already. She was dressed in practical yet stylish clothing, a fitted blazer over a patterned blouse, paired with dark jeans. One other thing, she carried herself with an air of quiet authority. That couldn't go unnoticed."Mara!" she exclaimed and hurried up the steps, pulling the old woman into a firm hug. "It’s been too long. How have you been? And why are you looking so stressed? I thought we talked about this!"Mara chuckled softly, patting Davina’s back. "Oh, Davina, you know me. Stubborn as always. But I’m managing just fine. You, on the other hand, look like you’ve been working yourself to the bone again. When will you learn to take a break?"Davina pulled back slightly, her eyes

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Everyone, leave.

CATHERINE Things began returning to normal little by little as Davina sprang into action. She gave out instructions to the parents and volunteers who were hovering helplessly around the tent."I need everyone to leave this tent immediately," she announced strictly in a way that left the parents no choice but to obey. "If you are not directly assisting, you’re only adding to the confusion. Parents, please step outside and wait. I will provide updates as soon as I can."Reluctantly, the parents began to move out of the tents, with worry and tear-streaked faces. A few resisted at first, clinging to their sick children, but Kane’s intervention at the entrance helped to expedite the process. He stood there like a sentry glancing at them all intimidatingly.If there was anything about Kane that scares me, it was how his looks commands things. Just one look and things were already where he wanted them or how he wanted them to be without him evening snapping his fingers sometimes.Once the s

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What does that mean?

AUTHOR'S POVAfter hours of treating the children and stabilizing their symptoms, one of Davina’s team members, a scientist named Dr. Elena, approached her, holding a clipboard in one hand and a phone in the other. She was the one Davina said she would reach out to earlier."I’ve analyzed the samples," Dr. Elena said briskly showing the clipboard to Davina. "It’s not smallpox, though it mimics it in many ways. It’s a viral strain, an offshoot of the Orthopoxvirus family."Davina frowned. "What does that mean? How is it similar but not the same?"Dr. Elena adjusted her glasses, explaining further. "The virus shares genetic markers with smallpox but has mutated in a way that makes it less deadly and more treatable. Its symptoms are similar, fever, rash, and fatigue. But the pustules it forms are superficial. They don’t penetrate the skin deeply like smallpox does. Technically, it’s an engineered virus, possibly accidental, but it’s much weaker."Davina narrowed her eyes. "Engineered? Me

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