The Lightning Wolf Chronicles (Evelyn and Nadia) novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151: I Need to Ask Some Questions

Evelyn’s POV

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After several manipulations, Diana precisely extracted a tiny metal capsule from the back of Freya’s head and placed it on the sterile gauze. The tiny device

was barely the size of a rice grain but gleamed menacingly under the light.

“Unbelievable, I muttered, staring at the tiny device. “Something that small causing all this trouble.”

“That’s often how it works, Diana said, carefully placing the tracker in a clear container. “Because it’s so small, the signal range is limited. Whoever’s

tracking you must be nearby.” She methodically organized her instruments, colleging all the blood-stained materials in separate labeled containers for

analysis.

Before heading back to the campfire, I decided to address something that couldn wait.

‘Diana,” I said quietly, “there’s something else you should know.”

She turned toward me, clipboard in hand. “What is it?”

I glanced at Freya, who immediately looked away, her body language screaming discomfort. I took a deep breath.

‘Freya was repeatedly assaulted by Brandon,” I said, keeping my voice steady while Freya leaned against my shoulder, silently crying. “She mentioned having

a contraceptive implant, but I think she needs a full medical exam. I didn’t want to bring this up in front of everyone, but as her doctor, you needed to

know.”

“Moon Goddess!” Diana’s hand flew to her chest. “Of course, that becomes our priority. You’re absolutely right.” She turned to Freya with gentle concern. “How are you feeling right now? Any pain or discomfort?”

‘Not… not much, Freya managed between silent tears.

“When was the last time?” Diana asked carefully.

Freya swallowed hard. “Hard to tell in that windowless hole. Maybe yesterday? One guard mentioned they had plans for more ‘fun’ before… Her voice cracked with disgust. “Before we escaped.”

Diana nodded grimly, then turned to me. “I need to ask you some direct questions You can stay with her if you want, but we’ll need a more thorough examination once we’re back at the castle.” Her expression darkened. “What about you? Did they also…”

“No,” I cut her off quickly. “I got beaten up plenty, and that psycho definitely enjoyed violence, but he seemed to prefer having an audience. I was basically forced to watch. I tightened my arm around Freya, trying to suppress a shudder

Diana took a steadying breath. ‘Let’s get back to the fire. You both need food and clean clothes. She picked up the container with the tracker and left, muttering curses under her breath.

Shortly after, Sophia returned with a backpack full of food, and Mark followed with clean clothes. He didn’t stick around, just dropped off the supplies with a quick smile before heading out again.

Those ordinary sandwiches and dried fruits tasted like a gourmet meal. I gulpedown water and energy drinks, my body desperate for hydration after days of limited fluids.

The thick sleeping bags felt like clouds after the hard stone floor of our prison.eya and I crawled into them gratefully, but despite my exhaustion, I couldn’t truly relax. My nerves remained on high alert, ready to respond to any treat.

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Chapter 151: I Need to Ask Some Questions

I lay on my side, watching the dancing flames. Freya’s head rested on my shoulde, either asleep or halfway there. My body screamed for rest, every muscle aching, but every time I closed my eyes, I was instantly back in that dark, damp dungeon. The sounds of whipping and agonized screams echoed in my head, so vivid they suffocated me.

Memories kept flashing – rough hands dragging us, tearing at our already tattered clothes. Worst of all was Brandon in my dreams, always standing with his back to me until he turned with blood-red eyes and that spine-chilling smile. Each time, I’d jolt awake, frantically scanning the cave for threats.

Freya wasn’t doing any better. She whimpered constantly in her sleep, and when she started thrashing wildly, nearly hitting the fire, she finally cried out my name. I grabbed her quickly, pulling her to safety and whispering reassurances until she calmed down again.

After this scene repeated several times, the Sentinels stopped rushing in to check on us. Sophia positioned herself at the cave entrance as a lookout. I could hear low conversations outside – probably updates about our situation or discussions about what to do next.

My thoughts were too jumbled to make sense of anything, but gradually my body transitioned from high alert to complete exhaustion. Maybe my system was finally clearing out whatever drugs they’d pumped into me.

When I woke again, everything had changed. I could smell Freya beside me, her head still against my shoulder, but we were moving. Steady vibrations came from beneath us. My brain snapped to attention, but my eyelids felt too heavy to ift. Pushing past the grogginess, I tried to assess my surroundings without

visual input.

Freya’s scent was unmistakable next to me. I could identify Mark and Sophia nearby, with Taric farther away. We must be in some kind of vehicle. The

realization helped my heart rate slow down.

“Where are we going?” I managed to ask, my voice rough from sleep.

Home, Evie, Taric answered simply. “Rest now. We’ve got you both.” His reassurance was enough for me to drift back to sleep.

Warmth was my first sensation when I regained consciousness. Before I even opened my eyes, my body recognized the familiar scent. I was back. When I finally looked around and confirmed my surroundings, my lips curved into an involuntary smile.

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