Chapter 102

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Decebel's POV

Decebel's POV

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Pain. Aching. Stinging. Heartache. I felt everything.

My body feels like its slowly losing the fight, my Howl of Sins wolf is banging on the surface. I sat in a chair, but honestly it was just a chore to have to hold myself up. I feel like I have no strength left within me, and I feel... tired. My skin is ice cold, and pale. No longer a tan complexion. I can feel my heart being ripped in two, being far away from my mate for so long, and not knowing whether she is safe is killing me. It's been about a week I think since I've been in here, its hard to keep track of the time. I don't even know if its night or day anymore. I think this might be it, they want to wait for an execution, but I don't think my body can take waiting any longer.

"Good morning, Decebel." Walked in front of my cell.

I just let out a groan, not bothering to waste energy to look at him.

"I brought something to wrap the wound on your neck. It should have stopped bleeding by now." He unlocked the door.

I tried my best to lunge for the door to try to escape, but it only failed and I fell on the floor.

"Fuck me.." I held my stomach, squeezing my eyes shut because of the pain.

"You're not looking too well." Toby crouched down and started to bandage my neck.

"No shit sherlock." I managed to get out.

"Are you willing to speak now..?" Toby sighed.

"There's nothing else for me to say other than the fact that I'm dying." I snapped.

"You're not.. dying.." There was a little hesitation in his voice.

"Yes I am. I need wolfsbane if I'm going to even have a chance." I grabbed his shoulder and tried to pull myself up to lean on the wall. Toby helped me sit up once he saw my struggle.

"Decebel, I wish I could help you. I cant." He sat and leaned on the wall next to me.

"Yeah right." I let out a small chuckle.

"I don't like having this job, Decebel. I might have a lot of hatred for Jackson, but I don't want to see you like this. You were raised by evil people. Doesn't mean you are too." Toby shrugged.

"You all are going to leave me with no other choice." My thoughts went to Ashema.

"You do what you need to do. But I cant give you any help." Toby stood up and left the cell, locking it behind him.

"Hunter, can you hear me?" I sent through the link.

"Yeah, what's up Dec? How are you doing?" He responded.

"I think I'm dying Hunt."

"What do you mean?!" I could hear the panic within his mindlink.

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