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“Of course, I’ll be fine. Go.” He kissed me softly, but full of passion before pulling away and standing. He nodded at me one last time before turning and walking to find his men. Lydia pulled out a pen light and shined it in my eyes, having me look in different directions. She clicked the pen off and put it back in her bag before she grabbed my face like Andrew had, running her fingers down my face. I winced when she touched the sensitive place on my cheekbone. “I think he may have kicked you in the face a few times, based on this injury. I think he cracked your orbital bone. But you’ll heal from that by tomorrow.”

Closing in. Like something was waiting... For me to stop breathing. And this time... No one would be fast enough to save me. The pain never eased. It stayed. Slow. Heavy. Wrong. Somewhere deep inside, I understood why. Lycan wounds. They didn't heal like ordinary wounds. They lingered. They burned. As if the body refused to forget what had hurt it. A weak sound escaped my lips. I didn't even realize it until I heard a voice. "Ssh..."

It wasn't a love bite; it was a possessive brand, a savage claiming that seared through her nervous system. "Hmp!" Sahara cried out, a sharp, broken sound, as the pain lanced through her, sharp and shocking, before melting instantly into a dark, throbbing heat that pooled in her groin. He bit down harder, grinding his teeth against the bone, determined to leave a scar that would last for days.

Lily snuggled closer to Mark as she started feeling the pain again. Mark put his hand around Lily and pulled her closer. “I am sorry for going hard on you. But it was the only way,” Mark asserted. Lily hummed and spoke, “I am feeling hot near my neck as if it is burning.” Mark tilted Lily’s head and saw the mark has reddened and she was feeling intense pain because of that.

I searched for mine as well, it was just some leggings and an oversized shirt, I looked at myself in the mirror and groaned out loud. “Mom!” Liam cried from the other side of the door. “What’s wrong?” I rushed towards him, he held the hand I wrapped earlier. “It’s hurting.” He whimpered. I looked closely at it and wondered what happened again, he screamed and suddenly held his hand again. “Sorry.” I apologized. “Thank you.” He mumbled. “It hurts…” I examined the wound again, it was only a couple inches deep but definitely a big one. I grabbed the bandage box and applied it lightly.

LIRA I woke up in the cave and immediately knew something was wrong. My body was not just sore anymore. It was screaming. Every muscle felt like it had been beaten with rocks and when I tried to sit up the pain made me gasp and fall back down. The cuts and scratches covering my arms and legs had turned purple around the edges. Swollen. Hot to the touch. Infected. "No no no." My voice came out as a croak. "Not now." The wounds itched so badly I wanted to claw my skin off but I knew that would only make things worse.

"It is serious? The wound. I mean." Khairul took a clean handkerchief from his bag and helped Lim clean his wound. Lim hissed in pain. "The cut is not deep. But, the wound will swell. It's turning purplish right now." Lim sighed. "I tripped on the floor." He confessed. "I felt something is pushing me from behind. Ugh, the wound felt itchy right now, and my neck is extremely sore. Like being stabbed with multiple safety pins at the same time."

The pain of her scalp was nothing compared to the burning inside her leg, the limb burning so hot that it almost felt cold, each and every movement and flex radiating another searing wave that washed through her body in a fiery burst of pain, with the exposed flesh almost feeling ice cold with the exposure to the air and the palpable lack of the substance that had been burnt away less than a minute ago. "What the fuck! Aren't lasers supposed to cauterise shit? Why am I bleeding?" Lila hissed out, biting down on the insides of her mouth as she pulled out the hair tie that had been tying her braid together, her shaking hands, within her shaking vision, pulling that rubber band up and around he

Some would even flick themselves out, causing them to fall to the ground, as though rebelling about what happened to their shelter. Above all, of course, Méah suffered the most. She felt like the skin on her back was scraped open. The tormenting feeling made her bit Ferlah's coat that was just inches within her grasped. She didn't even realized that her hand automatically flew on it, sending it to her mouth. It stung and itched so much at the same time that she just wanted to scratch it off her whole life. Another one on her shoulder and another two on the side and in the middle of her stomach have the same conditions, too. She almost collapsed at the unbearable pain.

Lilieth I can barely stand the pain when I sink into the wooden chair of the massive dining hall with my plate of breakfast held between both hands. My whole body is in pain. My nerves kept my muscles tight and my body alert and the fight left bruises all over my body. I inspected them as I bathed after class, grimacing at how bad they already looked and felt. They're much worse on my shoulder. So bad that I can hardly move my arm. We've been provided with balms that will help us heal faster. I'm familiar with the herbs because we use them, too, back in the village. I half-expected them to have fancier herbs, perhaps more advanced healing techniques. But no.