The Wolf In Me

Chapter 31 Subject 40

Part 1 Successful experiment

Lylah's POV

"Lylah, Lylah, hey," Melody said, waking me up into consciousness.

"Ah, my head. Where am I?" I asked with a wobbly voice, bringing my hand upon my forehead.

I realised I was on the cold floor, just before the stairs. My vision was getting stable again and that is when I recalled the moment I fell.

"Ugh, I'm sorry for scaring you. I need to go check out my arm. It hurts," I muttered, trying to gather myself up.

Melody helped me stand on my feet and walked me to the hospital. Thanks to the brilliant architect for making it connected to the main packhouse, it took a few minutes for me to arrive.

"Oh, for the love of Goddess, what happened to you this time?" The doctor said, turning around to close the door with my record file in her arms.

"I think I heard a cracking sound coming from my arm. It must be broken."

"Well, let's see," she said examining my arm.

"And your skin?"

"The wolf that attacked the packhouse came from behind me and scratched at me," I said, lifting my shirt with the healthy arm.

Melody was quietly listening to our conversation and I noticed her staring at nothing like she was in deep thought. The doctor patched me up, sanitized my wounds, corrected my broken arm tightening it up with plaster for me, then left Melody and me alone for a while.

thinking Melly?" I asked, watching her

continuing the sentence, "we can use our magic to work our way into the scientist's building. I am sure it will

discuss it

only one that can make this happen, her being the only one that is not pregnant or injured. These scientists managed to injure the strongest of us, have you noticed? Like they

She continued, now kissing my

has a

Nelly's POV

you come here?" I asked, looking into her

in silence, looking traumatised, eyes dilated and her

wear these," I said throwing her one of my t-shirts and trousers as soon

on the floor for a moment, then looked me in the eyes,

the need to wear anything! Can you even understand me?" I asked, noticing how confused she was looking at

all I heard was gibberish talk. She shook her head at me, thinking I can understand,

I frowned, thinking she was

way. I realised she was a product being used by Dr Write and I felt pity for her. She was not taught how to speak, or how to do her daily

managed to come here in her

I asked though I knew she wouldn't

against the wall. That is where I realised she had a tattoo with the number forty at the top left side near the shoulder line.

muttered,

in a way like

said, pointing at the clothes once

what I mean, trying to do my best from my end. It only took me five minutes to notice a dozen of things from her and I knew I needed to

The enchantress's POV

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