Yorick;
I had just lived the best night of my life.
For the first time, everything felt aligned. I had found my mate, and she had accepted me as fully as I had accepted her. We had marked each other, sealing something that felt permanent and real.
I was no longer playing the roles my parents had written for me. I was choosing my own path.
And it felt right.
Clementine was safe too.
By now, Troy must have handed her over to Ian.
"It would hurt when she fully understood what had been done to her, but with her mate beside her, she would learn to survive it."
My wolf tried to soothe the guilt that still lingered in me. There was nothing we could do to undo what had happened.
The only mercy left was distance.
Otherwise, seeing us together would wound her even more.
"Did you see how Mariana didn’t judge me? She just understood," I said quietly.
I was filled with something new. It felt fragile and powerful at the same time.
Almost like the beginning of a honeymoon phase.
I didn’t want to leave her, but I had to. The Dark North gate needed to be checked, and I had taken the files with me.
The files listed every monster ever recorded. Reading them made something clear.
My parents had the formulas. They created the substances, the medicines that were really poisons.
But it was Ian’s grandfather and great grandfather who had been creating these monsters with their imaginations.
That was the difference.
As I reached the station, I had to fight a few monsters ahead. Seeing them again pulled me back into reality, into the ugly world my parents and the other alphas had created.
I stepped inside and followed the path. Nothing felt different, and I had a feeling the subway door was locked. When I reached it, I confirmed it was sealed shut.
I let out a deep breath, my hands resting on my waist. Curiosity crept in anyway. I had heard these were the deadliest monsters, and I had the files with me. I wanted to see what they looked like up close.
I had seen the monsters from the northern outskirts, the less violent ones. These were different.
Before I could stop myself, my hand settled on the door handle.
"It’s fine. I’m just going to take a peek."
I tried to convince myself as I tightened my grip. Then I unlocked it.
The door creaked open, and I came face to face with something towering over me. It was hunched low, its back bent and its head tilted forward, staring straight at me while having no features.
And it was big.
"Fuck," I growled as recognition hit me. It was the hollow man. The tall, hollow fucking man. He must have heard the door and come straight to it.
I slammed the door shut at once. His fingers grazed the metal just before it closed, but I had already locked it.
"What, you didn’t like it?" my wolf mocked, laughing at me.



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