Chapter 37

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May awakes in a lot of pain. Her left shoulder was on fire and her jaw was the kind of numb that happens when a limb has fallen asleep. She recalls the night before, and shudders. N was had been vicious and blood thirsty, nothing like himself, not even like when Camille was controlling him. She remembers what Ken had told her months ago.

*"As your mate, he can't kill you. But, male vampires can be... agressive."*

*I'm such an idiot.*

She sits up and gives a small cry pain when the bone in her shoulder shifts. A small tear runs down her sore face and drips onto the wrinkled dress from the night before. Most of her legs showing, there were bruises on her upper thigh.

*Did he rape me again last night?*

She flinches at the thought and gets up, holding her arm. She doesn't let it go until she gets to her door. Carefully, she let's go of her arm, biting her lip to keep from screaming in agony. She swings the door open and trips over a body, landing hard on her bad arm. She can't hold it anymore and shrieks in anguish. The person she tripped over stirs. She uses her good arm to push herself up into a kneeling position.

"May?" Someone asks behind her, "Are you okay?"

She shakes her head. "It hurts," she mewls.

The person leans down and places a hand on her left shoulder. She whimpers and pulls away, the tears falling.

"May, I'm sorry," the voice is distinctly feminine.

The girl crouches, takes May's other shoulder and picks her up and turns her around. The girl was pretty, but she smelled like acohol. She had been drunk.

"I'm Krystal," the girl says, reaching to wipe May's tears away. But the second she touches May's jaw, May jerks away from her. It hurts like hell. The girl, Krystal, stands, "I'll go get your mate."

May grabs Krystal's wrist so fast she doesn't realize she does. Krystal looks at her while she shakes her head frantically.

"No, not him," May snivels, shivering.

Krystal tilts her head, "Who do you want me to get? I don't know what to do?"

"Who's sober?"

"Hongbin didn't drink anything I can remember and Ravi only had a couple bottles, I don't know if he's sober though," Krystal grabs May's waist and picks her up. At first May is surprised, then remembers everybody was a vampire of werewolf, "I'll go get them both. You go back to your room and close the door. You have a bunch of drunk werewolves lying around the house."

She's gone and May stumbles back into her room, barely managing to close the door. Her head was pounding. The door swings open, revealing Ravi, Hongbin, and Hyuk.

"May, what happened?!" Hyuk cries running over to her and looking at her face. His words were slightly slurred.

"N happened," she mumbles, wincing at the pain in her jaw.

"Your face is swollen and your shoulder is hanging at an odd angle," Ravi states. She glares at him. Hongbin sighs.

"Ravi, are you sober enough to use your teleportation?" He asks.

"Not if you want all limbs to survive the journey," Ravi replies, grinning like the idiot he was, "Or vital organs..."

"That's enough," Hongbin snaps, "Both of you stay here and if N asks, tell him that I took her to the hospital. May come on, the car is outside."

She follows him out, weaving around the waking party goers. He buckles her in the front seat and gets in the drivers side of the van. He pulls away, and exaustion crashes over her.

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