Killer

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Bella's pov

There were growls and howls. Then all I saw was two wolves falling against the door. One black as night and one silver as the the moon. I was cold and numb. I had begun to feel my fingers, so that meant the drug was wearing off.

The silver wolf snarled and bit the black wolfs snout. They fought harshly and roughly. The black wolf and silver wolf seemed to have equal power and strength.

My head felt as heavy as a rock and my eyes fought to stay open, but fate was not in my favor... Soon I blacked out.

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Two weeks later....

I opened my heavy eyes to see white in every way I looked. I swing my head to my left and saw a strange object wrapped around my finger and an annoying beeping ringing. I was ready to pass out again... But a squeeze to my right hand made me fight to be awake a little longer.

"Bella? Bella are you awake?" Came Pauls firm voice. I looked at him and a soft smile sat on my lips.

Then panic raced through me and my eyes widened and I started to try talk... But Paul stopped me and handed me some water.

"He is dead love. You won't ever have to see him" he whispered softly. Relief ran through me and I cried. He was gone. The monster.

"Sweetie?, oh bella" came my dads voice. He looked pained but came in and grabbed my hand.

From there it was just tears and laughter.

Later that night...

3rd pov

Bella was asleep. A small smile on her lips. She was alone or at least that's what the doctors and wolf men thought. The door to her room opened and then a man with three slash marks across his face, already contrasting to the one across his face, walked in with a smirk and brushed her cheek.

"I'll give you time but soon sweet Bella, you shall be mine once again" the man whispered softly before placing a kiss on her lips and leaving with a dark chuckle...

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