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His hands were bandaged, and I knew his neck had to be killing him from the angle. Lifting my free hand, I ran my fingers thought the silky strands of his hair. I took stock of my aches while I soothed myself by touching him. My neck was in immense pain when I moved it, so much that it was difficult to look down at him. Adam’s fingers bruised the muscle. My face was swollen in multiple places, giving me that beach ball like feeling again, and the taste of rust was on my tongue from the large split in my lip. I could feel the location of several places they stitched back together in my scalp and at my hairline. I clenched the muscles of my stomach and instantly regretted it.

“I… can’t… feel my… legs…” I feel her body getting hotter and the little strength she was putting to maintain herself in my back disappears. I need to find an adult soon, anyone older from the village should know a healing spell to save Lada. “AAAAAAAH! AAAAAAH!” Hot liquid drenches my back and I hear Lada’s agonizing scream. Did she puke? Is she bleeding? I do not have time to stop and check her condition. “AAAAAAAH!” “Lada, please, stay with me.”

Lily's POV The morning light poured in through the sheer curtains, soft but unforgiving. My eyes cracked open slowly, the sting of exhaustion dragging across every muscle. My throat felt dry, my lips swollen, and my entire body… ached. Everywhere. My wrists burned from where the belt had been tied too tight. My inner thighs were sore. Hickeys peppered my neck, my collarbone, even places I didn’t want to check. My body wore last night like a map of war...raw, bruised, and aching.

Kimberly P. O. V The cut on my right cheek was burning a little at first but it started to burn a lot. I bent down and screamed while covering the wound. I felt like my whole face was burning. "Ahhh hh hh hhh".The pain was undeniable. My eyes screwed shut. The pain was too much. It was as if my skin could peel like molten lava burning hot. I was not looking where I was going. One of the shattered pieces of glass stuck my feet through my shoe. The glass penetrated through my skin which caused me to scream. Years ran down from the side of my eyes.

As soon as the fire burns through my clothes and touches my skin and the place near the wound in my abdomen, I let out a loud cry of pain. “NEFRET!” I hear him roar as I writher in pain on the ground. I collect all the courage in my body and look down to find that pretty much of my stomach has been exposed. The fire has left blue burnt marks on my skin and it’s burning like lava on my skin. I feel tears trickle down my eyes due to the excruciating pain. Ishtar lets out a laugh before she comments, “Pathetic,” I bite back another painful cry as I try to get up. My eyes are met with his terrified, silver ones as I get up facing him. I have this rage slowly rising inside me like lava inside a v

She reminded herself of the bathroom mirror, of the scar sticker, of the way she had trained her mouth into a new shape. “You look familiar,” Danillo said. “You from around here?” Lidia shrugged. “People always think that.” His eyes dropped to the mark beside her eye. “What happened to your face?” “Knife fight,” Lidia said. “With a woman who talks too much.” Erika sucked in a breath before she could stop herself. Danillo’s mouth twitched. Not quite a smile. “You got a scent,” he murmured. “Like someone I know.” Lidia felt it then—the dangerous part. The thing she couldn’t change. Her blood. Her skin. The memory of Bruno’s house.

Nadia woke up with a start, her chest pounding like a drum being hammered on out of frustration. She sighed deeply as pain numbed her whole body. She inhaled and rubbed her neck that still felt swollen and also the bite marks. Slowly, she sat up and between her legs burned her like hell. She wasn't yet used to the throbbing pain from her vagina. And she was barely limping before until now. She recalled touching in between her legs and the intense burning sensation hit her right away that she dared not to even put her hand down there again.

I was so exhausted after trying to move. And to top it all, there was this relentless pounding in my head and behind my eyes. It was painful. I took a deep breath and tried to move again and finally I did it, but then a very sharp pain made me scream. My middle hurts so badly. The pain was similar to something stabbing my stomach several times and in the same spot. “Hey take it easy, stop moving. The wound will open again and you will need new stitches.” Doctor Luka whispered softly, and I groaned when I felt him stroking my hair soothingly. It felt nice.

Laila lets out a little gasp, Laila has seen some gory shit in her time in the army, and for Laila to do that, I know that it’s not good; she takes hold of Mishka’s hand as she says. “Oh Mishka, what has that monster done to you.” I hold my breath when I get a peep of her skin; well, what's left of it. I can see the mass of thick red welts along her back, some of the skin still broken, and by the look of the redness, some of them are already beginning to get infected.” Adam shakes his head as he says, “I need to put a couple of stitches in.” He pulls out a bag as Laila says, “Okay, just a few stitches. Are you ready, Mishka?”

I threw myself over Lydia, using my own body as a shield. The claws ripped through my shirt, raking deeply across my ribs. A sharp, burning pain flared through my side, tearing a ragged bark of agony from my throat. I stumbled, nearly choking on the pain, but I forced my legs to hold. I shoved Lydia behind me, turning a blind, furious glare on the three rebels closing in on us.