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.

are you thinking Melly?" I

stopped for a moment before continuing the sentence, "we can use our magic to work our way into the scientist's

you should go discuss it with the

one that is not pregnant or injured. These scientists managed to injure the strongest of us, have you noticed?

good one!" She continued, now kissing

I chuckled, thinking how energetic she gets whenever she has a plan in mind. I sighed, turning

Nelly's POV

now you and I crazy she-wolf. Tell me, why have you come here?" I

just stared at me in silence, looking traumatised, eyes dilated and her skin

one of my t-shirts

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

anything! Can you even understand me?" I

I heard was gibberish talk. She shook her head at me,

thinking she

realised what the problem was. Being behind bars was not what was making her feel that 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 needs. Wearing clothes

come here

the science lab?" I asked

was placed on the floor, resting against the wall. That is where I realised she had a tattoo with the number forty at the

muttered, reading it.

command. She responded in a way like there was something familiar for her like that is how she

at the clothes

show her 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 let the alpha know so that he can determine what we

The enchantress's POV

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