A Mate For The Last Lycan novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169: THE LYCAN MARKED HER AS HIS

Zuri was in and out of her consciousness, every time she woke up, pain was the first thing that greeted her. Pain, a lot of pain. Her father’s needles seemed like a pat on the head in comparison.

Night and day were no longer important for her when all she knew was agony that ran through her being. How long she had been in this hell? Why she didn’t die yet?

This place was akin to a cave, there was no sunlight or moonlight that could go through and the coldness in the air didn’t soothe her aching open wound.

At this point, Zuri welcomed everything, even the death. The voices in her head didn’t bother her, because she was too busy with her pain. Even her hallucination didn’t come forward to accompany her during this hellish moment.

Very nice of them, right?

There was nothing important right now, really, there was nothing more important. Zuri only wanted this pain to end. She didn’t want to live anymore.

All this life gave to her was grief, misery and torment. And more torment.

The anger was no longer enough to make Zuri wanted to kill these people, who had hurt her, it was not worth it. They were not worth it, not even her anger. _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

A moment ago, Zuri felt this coldness, as if her body was being drowned under a frozen lake, but right now, the fire licked her, it started with the tip of her fingers and spread so fast to all over her body.

Her throat must have been ripped because of how much she screamed and when the darkness came over, she hanged onto it dearly, this was her only escape from the suffering. Yet, it didn’t last for long, because suddenly commotion erupted and for the first time, someone touched her.

Was it over?

That was the first question that came to her mind, followed by a realization that she was still alive, which was very disappointing, she was ready to end it.

These stupid people couldn’t even kill her.

However, this time her mind was lucid enough and Zuri forced herself to open her eyes. The smell of blood hit her senses. The smell of her own blood. Great. They were going to bleed her to death.

At first, Zuri didn’t realize her surroundings. How could she when she had been in and out from one hell to another, but gradually, aside from her own blood, she smelled something. A familiar scent. His scent...

With so much difficulty, as if her eyelids were glued together, Zuri finally opened her eyes and his figure was right in front of her. He looked worried. His jaw clenched tightly, as he tried to undo the silver chains that bind her to the slab.

More blood oozed out from the opened wound, but she couldn’t feel the pain anymore.

His lips moved, as if he was saying something, but the ringing in her ears prevented her to understand what he was talking about. He furrowed his perfect brows and his grey eyes were slightly darker. He talked with the urgency.