#Chapter 23 Monster

#Chapter 23: Monster

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Nina’s eyes widened when I finally told her the truth.

“No,” she said, pacing back and forth and rubbing her head. “This isn’t real. Werewolves aren’t real. Talking

skeletons are not real!”

I sighed and stood, walking over to her.

“Look,” I said, pulling aside the torn fabric of my jeans to show her my wound. It was already healing. The torn flesh from the skeleton’s attack was rejoining without leaving so much as a scar. Even the blood disappeared.

When Nina saw my leg heal, she stumbled backwards into the wall, her chest heaving as she breathed heavily.

“I have to be dreaming,” she said. I watched quietly as she pinched her arm to try and wake herself up.

#Chapter 23 Monster

“This is real, Nina,” I said. “You’re awake.”

“Well then, I must be going insane,” she said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

I walked toward Nina and took her by

shoulders, stooping to

the eyes.

over my heart so she could feel my heartbeat. She let her hand linger there

think I’m a monster, so be it,” I said. “But I won’t stop watching you, because someone — or something — has sinister plans for you,

shuddered again, but didn’t say anything

her, she ran out

room.

afraid of us,”

out loud. “She

human, after all.”

long before he reanimated again. Some witch must

when I saw Nina’s phone on the floor, its screen cracked now. “Shit…” I whispered,

broken phone, the skeleton was starting to twitch again. I stormed over to it and grabbed it off the stand,

one of the tables by its

and why?”

the bewitched

chuckled.

one sent me,”

What would an undead like yourself want with

didn’t respond, but I had to know the truth. My only option was to force an answer out of it. With my hand still on its neck, I reached over to a table

saw so the skeleton could see it, then began

one should I start with?” I said, gliding it along the skeleton’s ribs. ” Your arm? Or maybe I should go big and #Chapter

start with a leg.”

weak compared to

although, some would argue that vampires

I’ll start with a leg,” I said, lowering the bone

no one sent me.

away from the skeleton’s leg and furrowed my brows. “What scent?”

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