Vitani is a part of one of the most feared Hunter families. She's not known for destroying packs on her own, she does that with her family. In fact, she's never been on a mission alone. She's known for being one of the most heartless hunters. As a s...
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How can this be happening to me? I just want to be normal. For once in my life, can't I just be normal?
I started to pack all my things.
Fold clothes, put them into the suitcase, repeat.
I was like a robot. I couldn't feel anything. Shock had finally started to take effect on me.
Once I was finished, I moved to the next room that I needed to pack up.
I stared at all the weapons. I grabbed a blade and stared at it.
Silver. It's so beautiful, so... sharp.
I placed the blade next to my wrist. I gently moved the blade back and forth, caressing my skin with the sharp object.
I frowned and then put a bit of force on the blade. I then moved it and felt the knife slice my skin open.
I sighed at the relief of being able to feel something.
I winced and placed the blade down. I watched my skin try to heal itself, but it couldn't. The silver was preventing it from healing.
I walked out of the room and into the bathroom. I got the towel that was close to me and pressed it against the cut I had made.
Stupid. So stupid. Why did I do that?
I lifted the towel and studied the cut.
F*ck. It's a pretty deep cut.
I then felt a sharp pain on my other wrist. I gasped and took a look at it. I saw a red line appear on my wrist. It wasn't as big as the cut on my left wrist, but it sure hurt a lot.
