" Chapter 15 " ( La Bête du Gévaudan )

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( 1st Video: Mourning Ritual ft. Peter Dreimanis - Bad Moon Rising | Teen Wolf 3x24 Music [HD])

( This chapter is dedicated to a very special fan of the story and also for inspiring the writing creation of this chapter and the character Kayden Argent ( The Maid Of Gevaudan ) I hope you like it and thank you for your continued support and for telling me that my writing is not as hopeless as I thought )

( 2nd Video: Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day Lyrics )

  ( 2nd Video: Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day Lyrics )

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( Ellie Grace Martin POV )

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( Ellie Grace Martin POV )

It had been several days after the last demon attack, our dead had been buried and the rebuilding and organizing process had began, I was currently sitting by my Thomas side, around us the hospital was overflowed with wounded, the screams mixed with the yells of doctors and nurses made for background noise, I was a Healer and as such had spent the majority of my days assisting and supporting medical and healing staff as best as I could. I was bone tired and reaching Thomas sick bed I've sat down and laying my head as gently as I could against his softly rising breathing chest, I've fallen asleep to the gentle rhythm of his beating heart, suddenly I heard Thomas voice softly whispering,

" Three things cannot long be hidden, the sun, the moon and the truth ".

First I thought he was actually whispering the words out loud but then it took me a few seconds to realize that the murmuring and whispering was actually inside my mind, I smiled despite the pain in my heart as I gazed down at my Thomas broken figure, gauze, bandages and several quiropractical medical parts had to be used as replacement for the severed destroyed limbs that had been useless to Thomas, they could have been replaced by magical means but I hadn't I knew that besides being a Druid and a Disciple he was also a Hunter and therefore he would heal and bear his wounds as such. I held his hand in mine and laid down next to his side on the bed, it was a tight spaced fit but I could cuddle cozily next to him and putting my arm around him and gave him a brief kiss on the lips, it was then that Thomas voice started speaking to me in my mind.

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