Vanished Sisters The Lycan King's Slave Island novel Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Natasha’s POV

I heard the crack of bone hitting bone.

He did it again. Harder. Blood began to trickle down from his hairline where his knuckles had split the skin.

His red eyes met mine one last time.

And then he shifted back.

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The transformation was faster this time. Fur erupted across his skin. His body expanded, bones cracking and reforming. Within seconds, the wolf stood before me again-massive, black, terrifying.

He turned and ran.

Out through the hole he’d made in the wall. Down the corridor. His howl echoed through the fortress-a sound of such profound anguish it made my chest ache despite everything.

And then he was gone.

I lay on the cold stone floor, unable to move. Unable to think.

And then-slowly, gradually-I realized something.

The heat was gone.

That burning, gnawing, desperate need that had been consuming me for days-that had driven me to madness, that had made me claw at my own skin and beg for relief-was completely, utterly gone.

It wasn’t just diminished. It was satisfied.

Every cell in my body felt… sated. Heavy. Like I’d been starving for weeks nd had finally, finally eaten my fill.

The empty ache in my core-the one that had been demanding to be filled was quiet now. Silent. As if it had never existed.

He satisfied it. That monster… he gave my body what it was screaming for.

The thought should have disgusted me. Should have made me hate myself even more.

But lying there on the cold floor, with his cum still pouring out of me and my body broken beyond recognition, all I could feel was a strange,

hollow relief.

At least it’s over. At least I don’t have to feel that anymore.

The burning under my skin was gone. The sensitivity that had made every touch unbearable was gone. The desperate, clawing hunger was

gone.

I was empty. Broken. Ruined.

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But I wasn’t burning anymore.

I’m going to die here.

The thought was strangely calm. Almost peaceful.

Im going to bleed out on this floor and no one will ever know what happened to me.

But then-

Footsteps.

Quiet. Hesitant. Growing closer.

“Natasha?

Lucy’s voice, barely a whisper.

“Oh God-Natasha-

She appeared in the doorway, and I watched her face cycle through shock, horror, and something that might have been grief.

Her eyes took in the scene. The blood. The cum. The bodies of the guards in the corridor beyond. My swollen stomach. My torn clothes

scattered across the floor.

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“I’m so sorry,” she sobbed, dropping to her knees beside me. Her hands hovered over my body, trembling, as if she was afraid to touch me. “I

ran. I left you. I-‘

I tried to speak. Tried to tell her it wasn’t her fault. But my throat was too damaged. All that came out was a thin, rasping wheeze.

“Don’t talk, Lucy said quickly. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hard and took a shaking breath. “Don’t try to talk. Just-just hold on.”

Her hands moved with surprising efficiency despite their shaking. She grabbed the torn strips of my binding cloth from the floor-stained with blood and cum but still usable-and began wrapping them around my ches again. Tight. Secure. Flattening what little curve remained visible

after… everything.

The pressure made me want to scream, but I had no voice left.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she worked, her fingers flying over the knots I know it hurts. But we need to hide this. We need to-”

She pulled an old shirt over my head. Too big-it hung loose on my frame but it covered me. Then trousers. Equally oversized, but they would

As she pulled the trousers up over my hips, more fluid gushed out of me. soaking through the fabric immediately, leaving a dark, spreading

stain.

Lucy’s face went pale, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t stop.

She hauled me into a sitting position-and the pain that lanced through my abdomen was so intense my vision whited out. Everything inside me shifted, sloshing, and more cum and blood poured from between my legs, running down my thighs and pooling beneath us.

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My mouth opened in another silent scream.

“Shh, it’s okay,” Lucy murmured, draping my arm over her shoulder. “I’ve got you. Just hold on.”

In the distance, I could hear them now. Footsteps. Lots of them. Running. Shouting. Voices echoing through the stone corridors.

The entire fortress was waking up to the massacre.

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Lucy tried to pull me to my feet, but my legs wouldn’t hold me. They buckled immediately, folding like paper, and I would have collapsed if she

hadn’t been holding me up.

“Come on,” she urged, her voice breaking with desperation. “We need to move. We need to get you somewhere before they-”

More voices. Closer now. I could hear individual words being shouted.

-guards are dead—”

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