Jasmine watched Liam’s sleeping face. He looked a little bit pale and exhausted, and even though all the dangerous signs that he showed earlier had disappeared and he looked a little bit calm now, Jasmine would never forget what he had done to her.
She hated this man, but for some reason, she couldn’t find peace in hating him. There would always be this nagging feeling within her, which she thought was the mate bond. It seemed the bond had not yet completely shattered like how both of them had thought...
Slowly, Jasmine freed herself from Liam’s arms, he was the last person that she wanted to be with right now. She felt dirty and wanted to wash her body, although she barely had any strength left.
Jasmine grimaced when she put away Liam’s arms from her and then moved her body, so she could get out of the bed.
She winced in pain when her feet touched the concrete floor and almost fell because her legs gave up if it was not because she held onto the table quickly.
Her body screamed in pain when she started to walk toward the bathroom.
Jasmine had to bite down on her lip to stop herself from gasping loudly, she felt her heart was beating so fast when she accidentally made a creaking sound, as she opened the door. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that Liam was still fast asleep. He seemed to not notice this small noise.
Jasmine didn’t want to deal with him. She didn’t want to be touched by him right now. She hated him, but couldn’t bring herself to kill that man. Whatever left of this mate bond between them was a pain in the ass...
Slowly, she stepped into the bathroom and then turned on the shower, as she stood under it and let the water pour down on her body. She was not wearing anything to begin with, so she didn’t need to take off anything from her filthy body.
.....
Jasmine sat down and hugged herself, as she pulled her legs closer and cried silently.
Damn it. She was thirty seven years old already, but she still felt like a helpless twelve years old girl, who couldn’t protect herself.
But indeed, at this moment, she couldn’t protect herself. There was nothing she could do right now. She hated herself for that.
Jasmine lowered her head and let the water drench her body, until she shivered from its coldness, but she insisted on staying, at the very least, there was something else that she could feel aside from this pain.
She didn’t know how long she stayed like that, but then she felt someone enter the bathroom and turn off the shower.
When Jasmine lifted her head, she saw Liam, he was slightly drenched by the water as well. He knelt down before her and scooped her body up against his chest.
Jasmine closed her eyes when Liam took her back to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. She focused on his footsteps around this room before he returned and sat down next to her. During that time, Jasmine had her eyes closed, because she didn’t want to see him.
Liam wiped her body with a towel that he brought with him. He tried to dry her body as much as he could, while inspecting all the wounds, cuts and bruises on her body. She looked battered. Her lips were split and there were a few cuts around her breasts, abdomen and neck as well.
The next thing that Liam did was to put some ointment on her wounds, which could be said to be more than a dozen on her skin. Some of them were still bleeding, though there was nothing serious and they would all be healed in time.
Liam’s eyes were slightly darker when he saw the wounds on Jasmine’s body and realized it was all his doing. This realization came so late, but hit so hard, since he had been numbing his feelings, so he wouldn’t get overly sensitive about this.
He gritted his teeth when Jasmine winced in pain as he put some ointment on a disturbingly deep wound. There were a few cuts and bruises, especially around her wrists and ankles.
“You do hate me, don’t you?” Liam asked, his voice was rough and in this silent room, the sound of it was very bitter. “You have every right to hate me, so I can hate you as much as I want.”
Jasmine bit her lips to stop herself from crying, as she listened to what Liam said.
“There is no going back for both of us...” Liam put bandages on her wrist, as the cut was a little bit deeper and was still bleeding, it must be because he clawed her earlier. “We can only hate each other now...”
There was no turning back or another way for them to coexist. There was a lot of hatred between them two that couldn’t be ignored.
Knowing how it started and how at ease they were with each other when all of this began, it was upsetting to see where they were right now...
It was not hard for Scylla to find Knox and Norbeat, since both of them were among the refugees, but she was surprised to see Knox’s condition right now.
“What happened to him?” Scylla asked Norbeat, because Knox was barely alive, if those were even the right words to say about the creatures like them. Chaos’ shattered souls...
“I don’t know... but, I think Chaos sucked almost all of his soul from him,” Norbeat replied. He was in a little girl’s body, around the age of eight, so it would be easier for him to ask help from anyone around him, since they would take pity on him.
From what people saw, he was only an ordinary little girl, who was trying to survive with her sickly father and a white wolf as their pet.
It was better to gain people’s sympathy so they could help, instead of staying in that bulky body of that soldier and carrying Knox by himself.
“Oh, sweety, is this your mother?” An old lady in these refugee tents, outside of the Kalee city, approached Norbeat and gave him bread and a bottle of water.
“Yes,” Norbeat replied sweetly, as he clung onto Scylla’s arm and gave the old lady the best smile that he could muster. “Mother just found us.”
The old lady looked happy for them and tousled Norbeat’s head, as she talked a few sweet things and motivational words, such as; this sorrow would end soon and how they needed to be more positive in this kind of situation.
After saying those words, she went away, minding her own business.
Scylla shoved him away from her and glared at the little girl, who was trying to open the package of the bread before munching on a slice of bread.
“Don’t you ever dare to say that I am your mother again,” she spat grimly at him, looking like she was about to shred him into pieces.
“Why not?” Norbeat munched on his bread and gave some to White, who stared at it disdainfully. How could you feed bread to a wolf? “Don’t be so picky, we don’t have much food,” Norbeat scolded the wolf, but White looked away, not appreciating it at all. “If you want to explain who you are and what we are doing here, you are free to do so. Because I will not.”
It would be bothersome to provide such an unnecessary explanation.
Scylla grumbled, but didn’t say anything for a moment, until she looked at Knox again. “What about Chaos? Where is he now? And that stupid girl. Where is she?”
Norbeat gulped down his bottle of water and replied to her. “Zuri suddenly disappeared, but I think she went to find Lord Chaos, while Lord Chaos... I don’t know.”
Norbeat stared into the distance, where he could see the flames still engulfed the city and every so often, the sound of the dragon that could rattle the ground came from that direction.
“Killian must have been tamed by now if Chaos handled the situation...” Scylla muttered to herself. “But the fact that the dragon was still running rampant...”
Norbeat and Scylla looked at each other, as if there was a tacit understanding between them about this whole situation, but they were too afraid and the information that they had was very limited to draw a conclusion.
What happened to Chaos?
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Emily was woken up when she heard Eros’ muffled voice, she thought he was having a bad dream, but when she got off the bed and approached him, who was sleeping on the couch, she could see that he was sweating profusely.
“Eros?” Emily shook his body, while wiping beads of sweat from his forehead, he looked miserable and this made her frown.
It had been a while since Eros had a nightmare, but he had never looked like this before.
“Eros?” Emily shook his body again to wake him up, but Eros didn’t open his eyes, instead he growled deeply and dangerously, as if he was ready to fight someone and this scared her.
She didn’t know what to do at this moment, aside from waking him up a little bit harder, since claws started emerging from the tips of his fingers.
“EROS, WAKE UP!” Emily screamed frantically when she saw his body starting to convulse, as he growled in pain.
However, the moment Eros opened his eyes, they were the color of blood and he clawed Emily’s face.