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chapter six ❝ living in the moonlight ❞ heart monitor
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Lydia places her fork down, "The what of who?" She asks again.
"The Beast of Gevaudan." Allison chirps, "Listen." Kennedy eats her salad, watching as Allison leans over. "A quadruped wolf-like monster, prowling the Auvergne and south Dordogne areas of France during the year 1764 to 1767. La Bete killed over a hundred people, becoming so infamous that the King Louie the 15th sent one of his best hunters to try and kill it." Allison reads.
Lydia shrugs, "Boring."
"Even the church eventually declared the monster a messenger of Satan."
Lydia hums, looking at Kennedy. "Still boring." Kennedy shrugs, not sure what the point of the whole thing was.
"Cryptozoologists believe it may have been a subspecies of hoofed predator, possibly a mesonychid."
"Slipping into a coma bored." Huffs Lydia.
Allison continues to read. "While others believe it was a powerful sorcerer who could shape - shift into a man-eating monster."
Kennedy purses her lips, placing her fork down. "Okay, I have to ask." Allison looks up from her book. "What does any of this have to do with your family?"
"This." Allison smiles, looking back down. "It is believed that la Bete was finally trapped and killed by a renown hunter who claimed his wife and four children were the first to fall prey to the creature." Allison perks her head up. "His name was Argent."
Lydia shrugs, "Your ancestors killed a big wolf. So what?"
Allison shakes her head. "Not just a big wolf. Take a look at this picture." Allison turns the book, letting it face her two friends. "What does it look like to you?" Lydia visibly tenses, and Kennedy felt her own hear drop as she looks at it. "Lydia?" Kennedy bites the inside of her cheek, trying not to let out a whimper as she remembers that night at the video store. "Guys."
Lydia and Kennedy snap out of their moments, Lydia pursing her lips. "It looks. Like a big. Wolf." She repeats. "See you in History." Lydia grabs her things, walking away, leaving her friends behind.
Kennedy rolls her eyes, looking back at Allison. "She's just had a rough time, you know? With everything."
"No, I get it," Allison replies. "You were there that night, too. And if I recall, you're the one that saved Jackson's life."
The brunette frowns. "What?"
"Jackson said he told you to run, but you didn't. You stayed back, and because you risked your life, you're the reason both of you got out alive." Allison explains. Kennedy furrows her brow, looking at the bandages on her arms. "Scott!" Kennedy turns around, watching as Allison attempts to follow her boyfriend down the halls. Kennedy frowns, touching the inside of her cheek. She pulls her finger out, her eyes widening when she sees blood.
