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Chapter 149: He Would Make Me Wish I Were Dead Freya's POV Is this real? Have I actually escaped? 75% Over a year of nightmares, just ending like this? All those endless days of darkness and torture could it really be over? This girl Evelyn, who I've only known for days, accomplished what seemed impossible. I'd resigned myself to dying in that hellhole, never expecting freedom to come so suddenly. I stare at her outstretched hand, representing not just help but something I thought I'd lost forever hope. With trembling fingers, I reach out. - Together, we walk to the water's edge.
After watching her cautiously test it, I do the same. That first cool liquid sliding down my throat is almost overwhelming. Then I drink handful after handful like it's liquid gold. It tastes beter than anything Brandon ever used to manipulate me. After drinking our fill, I sit by the shore, letting the cold water touch my feet. Evelyn does the same. The water is too cold for humans but perfect for werewolves like us. I watch her wash away mud from her face and arms, these simple actions bringing me more peace than I've felt in ages. We find a sheltered cave and manage to build a small fire.
To my surprise, I'm able to help gather wood rather than just waiting for orders like I had for the past year. Though my body feels weak, at least I'm trying, not completely broken y fear. Evelyn's POV "Can you feel your wolf yet?" I ask while we warm ourselves by the fire. "Has she ecovered?" "Not completely," Freya says, her voice steadier now. "I can sense her, but it's like through fog. Something's still blocking us. How did yours bounce back so fast?" I hadn't really thought about it, but the simplest explanation is that Freya had fa more wolfsbane and sedatives in her system than I did.
I don't mention my suspicions about my body's unusual ability to isolate toxins - even I don't fully understand that yet. As night deepens, Freya tries to sleep but keeps jerking awake from nightmares. Each time, she immediately looks for me, her subconscious already seeing me as safety. It's somewhat reassuring, but I don't dare close my eyes. She needs me alert, and my nerves won't settle until we meet the team anyway. The cave is freezing, with spring night's chill cutting deep. Freya curls up beside the for warmth.
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Our small fire struggles in the damp air; finding dry wood had been nearly impossible. Night sounds surround us - an owl hooting, leaves rustling, small animals moving These sounds have always meant freedom to me. I breathe deeply, filling my lungs with forest scents, finally feeling somewhat calm. Suddenly, everything goes silent. All sounds stop at once, like the entire forest is holding its breath. The hair on my neck stands up, my wolf growling a warning Footsteps approach from the left, coming along our path.
Someone's followed ourscent, but standing upwind, I can't tell if it's rescue or danger. I position myself in front of Freya, muscles coiled tight. The steps draw closer;ontrol my breathing to avoid detection. The person stands just outside, only steps away. As they take the final step, I prepare to attack - then moonlight luminates their face. 'Holy crap! It really is you!" It's Mark, with Sophia and Cyrus right behind him. lief floods through me. Almost got my face ripped off, Mark says with a nervous laugh.
"Your fighting instincts are still sharp as hell.* 1/2 09:58 Mon, Jan 12 Chapter 149: He Would Make Me Wish I Were Dead We've been searching non-stop, Sophia says, giving me a gentle hug. "Everyone been going crazy with worry' Cyrus pats my shoulder. "Conrad's been about to lose it. Thought he'd shift and tar into the forest any second.' More team members arrive gradually. I carefully wake Freya, who's fallen into exhausted sleep after being carried most of the way. ས ཛཱ,75% As expected, she immediately hides behind me, eyeing the strangers with terror.
Alpha King Nathan and Conrad can only speak to her through me as she clutches my clothes like a lifeline. They quickly notice her weakened state. When Freya's legs give out, Conrad appears with Diana beside him. I catch Freya ust before she collapses. Diana asks everyone to leave the cave, keeping only me with her. They thoughtfully leave food and water, with Conrad standing guard at the entrance while others patrol outside. Alpha King Nathan personally brings medical supplies. "What - what are you gonna do?" Freya asks, trembling violently.
Diana answers with unexpected gentleness: "Just checking you so we can move you safely. With all the drugs they pumped into you, who knows what else they might have done. I've seen various tracking devices before, and since you haven't been marked or brought into a pack, they probably tagged you somehow." Freya lets out a small whimper. I hadn't considered this possibility. When Diana mentioned "things implanted, Freya visibly flinched. This information needed to reach the team leaders, but not here. Freya deserved the right to decide who else to tell.
Diana carefully examines Freya from head to toe, checking her mouth, ears, and even cleaning through her hair. Suddenly, she exclaims: "Found it! Those assholes aren't as clever as they think!" Then, realizing her outburst, she quickly overs her mouth, eyes wide. "Sorry, that just slipped out." We all laugh, not hysterically but genuinely amused to see the normally serious medic suddenly animated. "What did you find?" I ask, still smiling. "She has a tracking device in the back of her head, Diana says, sobering. "Right under the skin." "What?!" Freya jumps up, frantically slapping at her arm.
"They can track us here Brandon won't kill me; he'll make me wish I was dead! I can't - he can't no way - They're coming for me? No, I can't go back there everything Il be worse! She paces frantically, words tumbling out. Diana gives me a look that says it all. I immediately understand what she's thinking, certain I must have one too. I stand up and grab Freya's shoulders. "Hey, breathe. We won't let anything happen to you. You're safe now. Sit down. I guide her back down gently. Im sure I've got one too. Brandon wouldn't just track you.
That's probably why we wen't immediately caught after taking down those guards he didn't want to waste his advantage." Comments 1 2 Write Comments
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