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been in your previous life.

Why am I here? It's a theatrical question that I feel one shouldn't be asking oneself. Unless you let your now mate punch a f****ing hole through your chest only to wake up the next day as a completely different type of monster. A much more terrifying being than you had The Lycan King is standing right next to me. We're back in the elevator I never thought I would see the inside of again. But here I am. In the f***ng elevator. Again. Crystal is gone, but the images of her crammed in here with the King moments before she tried to kill him flash in my head. I can à scent

t her. It's so weird. I'm taking in my scent and identifying it as some wolf. It's a very woodsy and sweet scent. Like freshly sweetened jasmine tea. There are overtones of burned sugar signifying the wolf's feral state. My mouth fills with saliva and I understand why the King couldn't keep his hands off me. Why he liked being so close. The scent is intoxicating. Inviting to the predator I am now. As if urging me to tear it apart. To devour. "I can have someone clean up so the scent-" he starts. I place my hand on his arm to stop him.

it too,"

"It's okay," I shake my head. "I'm going to miss it t

"If you need anything you know where to find me," he says when we get to our doors.

I nod and watch him go through his door. I continue on so that I can get some clothes. My fingers itch as I reach for the door to find it unlocked. I glance back at his door and shake it off.

The terms and conditions of our contract are done. This is no longer a job. The two of us created something that neither of us expected to fully see through and here are the consequences of our actions. "F***k," I drop onto the bed next to Crispy and toss the clothes I got for a shower next to me. I take the urn and place it on my lap.

I have had many near-death experiences but this one. F***k my a*** with a massive Lycan fist, this one felt like the last one. I stood there, right on the edge of that knife, and was denied access to my freedom. Crystal I gave me a whole speech about accountability and completing our life's work. She had a lot to say for someone who had been going feral and trying to kill anyone in sight for the past five years. Accountability. Yeah, okay. So, maybe I deserve this. But t giving the girl who I who has been toppling packs and lives a sharper set claws and teeth sounds like fate is placing a brand-new set of toys in front of a child with undiagnosed ADHD and expecting her not to play with them. The memory of of Darren's erand-new convinced other arren's scent and the was Sour son's is on s on the tip of my nose. I thought this had been hell before, but running after the ghosts of little wolf Perry Phurry is not something I'd ever wish on anyone. Not even that piece of shit James. You've done to us what the rest of the world had always known you'd do, Perry. Her words run through my head and the apology I gave her was nothing. The same way that Calvin kneeling in front of me was nothing short of a joke. She's right. I betrayed us. I let my grief overwhelm her and push her into the darkness. Then I made her accept Jonas without fully committing to either of them. Only thinking of myself and what I wanted.

"I'm so sorry, Crispy," I whisper to my urn and place it back on the nightstand.

hell is happening to me and a cold shower serves to relax the aches I have all over. I think getting some separation from the Lycan King is a very

I just give it a little push. The shower

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I had really died. I knew that. We both did. Yet,

he finds me here. I wonder how different I seem to him. Does he recognize me as Perry or something

rank

his towel to dry his hair.

and stares at the door. We both do. For

Oz say?" he breaks

in six centuries," I answer. "She

"Princess?"

needed before I woke up. All she said was consider

ask me for anything. I meant what I said

only reason I'm still here," I take a deep breath

don't know what to say," he says after

I

I ask turning my body to face him.

he shakes

guess. I'm not upset that you punched a hole proud

"I still failed,"

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