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Lycanthropica 16As the hand on the large clock in the entrance hall signalled an hour had passed, Lorelai stepped lightly down the stairs. After sleeping for most of the hour, she'd quickly changed her now-grubby clothes for similar jeans and a hoodie belonging to Pavel- she could safely assume that he wouldn't mind this- and combed her hair into a ponytail, so as to avoid unnecessary distraction.Lycanthropica 16 by Boooklover
Ancilla and Scarlett stood at the foot of the stairs, and to her surprise, Scarlett rushed to give Lorelai a hug. Please, please, please get Pavel back! She exclaimed, and Lorelai found herself hugging Pavels sister back, quietly telling her, I promise.
Ancillas face, which was deathly calm and expressionless at the best of times, crumpled for a moment, and she quietly pleaded with Lorelai, Thank you so much, I- I couldnt stand it if I lost him when...
Unsure of how to comfort the woebegone woman before her, Lorelai opted for putting on what s
Lycanthropica 15Pavel was shaking uncontrollably, with a combination of fear and whatever had been injected into his system. Upon regaining consciousness, the soldiers had instantly rammed a needle into his arm, and now not only was he shaking and sweating, but he couldn't think straight...Lycanthropica 15 by Boooklover
Hes awake, now we can make him talk.
The words seemed to take an age to penetrate the fog in his brain. He looked around, still shuddering, at his surroundings. It was an ordinary living room, except the soldiers were standing stock-still along the walls, their guns held loosely but still at the ready. They all wore blank expressions on their faces as they watched their colleagues sitting on chairs similar to the ones on which Pavel was slumped.
Good, good... A man with slicked-back dark hair and a smart suit rather than the sinister black uniform of the soldiers muttered. He addressed Pavel in clipped tones. I am Scott Leslie, head of the GSC, the Government Supernatural Control
Lycanthropica 14Lorelai rushed up the hill, reaching a halfway point before stopping. Breathing heavily, she leaned against a tree and slowly slid to the ground. As she sat on the ground with her arms wrapped around her knees, she felt like a child who'd run away after doing something wrong. So small and helpless, unable to return but unable to stay where she was. And realisation dawned on her.Lycanthropica 14 by Boooklover
"I fucked up. Shit, I really fucked up." She whispered to herself, and she found the tears streaming down her face to be unstoppable. She started ranting, beginning in a whisper but growing in volume until she was shouting at the world, at all the people who'd done her wrong, at herself.
"What's wrong with me? I keep fucking up, pushing away everyone who can help me just because of what one person did to me years ago. Everyone hates me so much they called some psycho government team on me, and I keep hurting my family so much. So the one time I find someone who seems to like me, and I..."
She trailed off and so
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