When the World Ends, She Begins novel Chapter 54

Lucky figured if Natalie had beaten Braxton up, it only meant he deserved a bite.

Braxton howled in pain, swinging a hand to fling Lucky off him.

Natalie saw the move and drove her triangular bayonet into his arm with a quick jab.

Braxton yelped, freezing in place.

Lucky went wild on him, biting everywhere. Braxton didn't dare fight back. Every time he so much as raised a hand, Natalie would stab him again.

When Lucky finally had enough and strutted away, Braxton was left with not a single spot untouched.

Natalie stood, looking down at Braxton—his face swollen beyond recognition, his shoulders and arms punctured, his body beaten raw. Satisfied, she turned to leave with Lucky.

Before stepping out, she pressed her boot onto his face.

"I'm sparing your life today. Next time you show up to make trouble, I'll send you straight to hell. Got it?"

He nodded weakly, watching her march out with the dog at her side.

The moment she disappeared, Braxton's fists clenched. He slammed the floor.

He felt humiliated.

This was utter humiliation.

Still, another thought occurred to him. He had been sure their plan had failed, that he and Tiffany were dead for sure.

Why hadn't she killed them?

That didn't fit her ruthless pattern at all.

For now, he exhaled, relieved—but a knot of dread still twisted in his gut.

The question nagged him, but he didn't have the luxury to dwell on it. Gritting against the pain, Braxton forced himself up to check on Tiffany.

How could she suddenly turn into an idiot. He figured she had to be faking it, trying to fool Natalie just to survive.

He shook her by the shoulders. "Tiffany, Natalie's gone. Wake up."

After a moment, her eyelids fluttered open.

Her eyes were vacant as she stared at him. Then, her mouth curled into a broad grin.

"Hey, handsome man ... "

Braxton was speechless, his expression darkened in frustration.

"Tiffany, Natalie's already gone!"

"Natalie?" Tiffany mumbled, almost chanting. "Natalie ... Natalie ... "

As she muttered, her eyes suddenly sharpened. "That bitch Natalie!"

Braxton's heart skipped a beat as he thought Tiffany was back to normal. He grabbed her hand. "Tiffany, you're awake?"

But the hope shattered instantly. She turned to him, drool spilling from her lips, and grinned. "Hey ... handsome ... "

Defeated, Braxton let her hand drop and sighed.

He eased her onto the couch, then sat back, thinking. After a moment, he pushed it aside—he had more urgent problems.

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