“Kill me! Kill me! Kill this baby!” Jasmine cried, the pain was unbearable for her, especially when she was fighting it.
She thrashed her body and screamed again. She almost lost her mind from all the things that she had gone through during this one year and her misery reached its peak when she learned she was pregnant with twins.
“I don’t want to give birth to this monster! Aarrghh!” Jasmine screamed at the top of her lungs, spouting profanities and curses.
Meanwhile, behind the closed door, Liam didn’t know whether he should cry or be angry when he heard the mother of his children hated her own flesh and blood with all of her heart.
He knew what was coming to him when he decided to impregnate Jasmine. She would hate it and would never forgive him, but then, Liam would never forgive what Jasmine had done to his pack either.
Those children...
Those innocent children that had died during the attack, they shouldn’t have killed them, it was not their war.
Liam stared at his dead baby, it was a girl. His first child was a girl, but she died because Jasmine didn’t care for her own child and tried to get rid of them with any method that she could think of.
Her pregnancy was a tricky time and Liam needed to pay close attention to her, or else Jasmine would have succeeded in harming herself and the babies.
.....
Yet, she managed to kill their firstborn.
Liam couldn’t even blame Jasmine for this, since it was his responsibility, knowing how much hatred that woman had cultivated against him.
It was his failure for not being able to protect his offspring...
Liam caressed the baby’s cheek and brought her closer, as he kissed her. There was still a tinge of warmth when his lips touched her cheek, as if they tried harder, they would have managed to save the baby.
However, Liam knew that was only his wishful thinking.
Once again, the door was pushed open and Ariana’s distressful expression appeared in Liam’s line of sight, indicating that something went wrong inside the delivery room.
“What is it?” Liam lifted his head, his voice was very stern and bleak. He expected the worst when the healer came out with that expression.
“There is a complication,” Ariana said. She hesitated for a while, but then made up her mind to address the issue quickly, since they didn’t have much time left. “Can you come inside and calm her down? She is too agitated.”
“She will be more agitated if she sees me,” Liam said bitterly, she would want to kill him instead once he showed his face to her.
But, Ariana shook her head. “She asked for you.”
It seemed Liam was deep in thought as he stared at his dead baby, until he missed the part Jasmine calling his name to be there for her.
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Blood and more blood splattered on the walls and floor when Chaos just ended the life of his shattered soul. He literally ripped the man apart, limb by limb. He enjoyed the process when he tortured him and watched how fear and horror dominated his eyes when he died.
There was a vicious smile on his lips when he did that, as he stared at his own fingers, which were now coated in blood. The smell of it was so fascinating to him, intoxicating even. He wanted more, more and more blood.
How would it feel to see the world covered in this beautiful color? Feel the panic and terror fill the atmosphere, as the tension in the air increased?
The sound of those people screaming in desperation, it would be music to his ears...
“Chaos...”
Chaos snapped back to reality when he heard her voice.
This was the only voice that could manage to pull him back immediately from his dark thoughts and was capable of clearing his clouded mind.
“Chaos, we need to leave,” Zuri reminded him. She stood a few meters away, since blood covered the floor and she didn’t want to step on it, nor did she want to be near that dismembered body.
Chaos became more and more brutal when he took back the shattered souls. He no longer cared about efficiency nor did he take their souls immediately.
At this point, Zuri even felt that Chaos was more invested in feeding his dark side, relishing in the feeling of horror he drew out of his shattered souls.
Probably, he wouldn’t even give a damn about the person for being his shattered soul or not, as all he wanted was to see the fear in their eyes. The thrill of torturing them. He enjoyed it...
“Chaos, finish it quickly.” Zuri was relieved that her voice did not falter, since she didn’t want Chaos to think he had the same effect on her. “I am hungry.” Food was the last thing on her mind, but it always came out of her lips whenever she wanted him to stop torturing those shattered souls.
Chaos’ eyes hardened. The pure joy in his eyes when he tortured the man disappeared all of a sudden, as if someone had just poured a bucket of cold water on his face to pull him back to his senses.
Behind Zuri, the white wolf curled her body. The wolf didn’t really care about what was happening, but she perked up her ears when she sensed Zuri was in distress.
The cub had grown into a wolf, she grew bigger and now Zuri could no longer carry her for a long time, just like what she did when this wolf was little.
“Let’s leave this place, okay?” Zuri stretched out her hand. “I don’t like it here.”
They were inside the study room of this beautiful house. Both the brick walls of this room were covered by bookshelves, while the back one being a huge floor to the ceiling window with a backyard garden as the view.
It was a nice place to spend your leisure time, but now with all the blood and gruesome sight, Zuri doubted there would be anyone who wanted to enter this room again.
The afternoon sun shone brightly through the glass, illuminated the room and glistened the dark blood on the floor. It looked like a murder scene from a movie that Zuri recently watched.
“Come on, Chaos. Let’s go.” Zuri waited for Chaos to reach her hand and when he did, she escorted him out of this room, with the wolf following behind them silently.
Meanwhile, it only needed a wave of Chaos’ hand for him to get back his own soul from the dead man, thus there was no need for that torture.
Chaos could make it easy and quick, but he chose the most brutal way to kill the man first. The darkness in him seemed to grow thicker by each passing year.
From the corner of her eyes, Zuri could see how that man ceased to exist. His body scattered, like paper that was being engulfed by flames.
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Liam entered the delivery room and then watched with his own eyes the suffering that Jasmine had to go through to give birth to the other twin.
The second child indeed gave her trouble and a lot of pain. She looked miserable and pale like a ghost. Sweat covered her forehead and her lips bled because she bit down on them too hard.
Jasmine looked like she was about to give up, but then her eyes would fill with determination to survive, whether it was her hatred toward Liam that made her strive or it was because she simply wanted to live, despite what she had to endure.
Whatever it was, Liam could care less about her motivation, because for now, he just wanted the two of them to survive, Jasmine and their second baby.
“You can do this, Jasmine,” Liam whispered into her ear, while holding her hand, he caressed her long hair gently and wiped her sweat. Liam squeezed her hand a little bit hard when she was going to push the baby, to give some kind of strength, to let her know that he was there for her. She was not alone in this. “I am here, Jasmine, I am here. I will always be here for you.”
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“Have you told Knox that you came to this district to meet with the witch?” Sebastian asked, his voice filled with worry.
He drove July and Flo to where the witches lived under the protection of the McKeltars, since their kind was hard to be accepted anywhere.
“I will tell Knox later,” July said casually, as she looked out the window, while Flo was playing with her doll.
Sebastian opened his mouth and then closed it again, as if he was about to say something, but he didn’t know how to start it.
But in the end, he chose to blurt out what he was thinking. “The witches give me a strange vibe,” he stated. “I hope you don’t meet with them too often.”
Knox agreed with this too. He didn’t really like it when July visited the witches, since they were unpredictable creatures.
“You don’t need to worry,” July mumbled, but it was loud enough for Sebastian to hear. “I can protect myself.”
“From a human? Yes, but from supernatural creatures like them? I don’t think even with enough preparation and sufficient weapons, there is anything you can really do.” That was a harsh fact, which July was well aware of and Sebastian just reminded her again.
“Just drive, Seb.”
July didn’t want to hear any lecture, because she had her own agenda to meet with those witches.