World of Wolves

Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

I was smothered in darkness, like yesterday and the day before and the day before and guess what…the day before. Well I shouldn’t really say ‘days’ when I have no idea how much time has passed. Because I can’t open my eyes I have no idea if it day or night time, no idea what day of week it is or how long I have been under. I keep wondering what was happening to me. I could feel pain on my side that sometimes hurt more than others and the back of my head ached which brought some majorly painful headaches.

All I wanted to do was find out something that was going on. I don’t really care if I can’t open my ears, being able to hear something or move would be enough. Just to twitch my fingers or toes, to hear a scream or a beep of some sort. I wouldn’t have even minded if I was listening to a cricket chirp all day long. I might have gotten bored of it but I being given the chance of some sanity was what I wanted.

Sometimes I would feel some pressure on a part of my body, just an occasional bump or twitch. Every time it happened it brought me joy because I could feel. But then it would stop and I would sulk until it happened again. Sometimes it was harder and I was curious, what was someone doing to me?

I was really frightened. Was this death? Was this limbo? Was my body just waiting to finally die before it let go? Was this hell? Was hell not red like in all of the movies? No fire, no red, no Satan, just darkness? I think I would have preferred eternal torture other than insanity from loneliness.

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Seth’s P.O.V.

I can’t believe I did that to her. Of all people it had to be her. Why her, what did she ever do? And why me? Out of everyone, I had to be the one that hurt their mate. I love her and I hurt her so badly she is almost dead from blood loss and internal injuries in my arms. I knew as soon as I pulled that spike out of Hayley that I shouldn’t of. I needed to get her to a hospital. But how? I’m a werewolf and the hospitals are somewhat…savage. We live in the wild, the outback, the serene hills and mountains, hospitals were so unusual and just plain weird.

I carried her outside of the cave, her head rocking gently against my chest. She looked so peaceful and beautiful but all her natural colour was drained of her face. Her neck was caked with blood and her shirt was crusty.  Her hair was matted from sweat and blood. My hand carefully held her body so I didn’t touch her wound. It still bled out into my hand assuring me that her heart was still beating. I don’t think she had long left. Half an hour at most.