Chapter 315
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“Anyway, Valerie, Atticus tells me you are a doctor, so are you like a doctor, doctor? Fully qualified?”
Shelby asks me.
“Yes, fully qualified and definitely a doctor, doctor,” I answer with a smile.
“I told you that, Mom,” Atticus adds.
“I’m making conversation. Shush you.” Shelby counters, waving her hand.
I chuckle as I look at Atticus, who is almost pouting and I feel light. Even when we are faced with pain
and tragedy, there are moments that lift that burden, and this is one of those.
“Thank you.‘
Atticus looks down at me, that trademark smirk on his face.
‘No need to thank me. That’s what brothers are for.‘
I don’t respond, but I don’t think he realises that not all brothers are… just like Zade.
He is nothing to Zaia like Atticus is to me….
(FLASHBACK – TWO DAYS AGO)
“Doctor, he isn’t eating.” One of the men says holding Toussaint’s file card.
I purse my lips, refusing to let my emotions take over.
out none other than Zade
“Then let him continue to starve,” I reply, turning away.
“Doctor…”
I close my eyes, not wanting to bother with the one who killed Jai, but a doctor’s duty is to heal all.
“I’ll be there later tonight or tomorrow,” I reply curtly before walking away.
Night had fallen, but I had not gone to check on Zade even though I had the time. Who cares if he dies
of starvation? I throw the bag I’m holding to the ground angrily.
He does nothing but invoke rage and hatred within me. I have never hated someone so deeply and
passionately as I do Zade. Why did Jai have to die?! Why
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not Zade?!
Why did the Goddess do this?!
I fall to my knees, my heart breaking all over again. I sit there, trying to control the pain in my chest.
Jai… I didn’t deserve your love…
His blue eyes and his smile come to my mind, making tears burn my eyes.
I don’t know how much time passes before I stand up. Deciding to get this over with and grabbing my
coat, I head towards the prison facility.
I flash my badge before I am allowed in.
“Are you here to see prisoner 186?” The Head Guard asks.
I nod, and he leads us through. Zade’s prison isn’t like Gerard’s, nor is it like the one any other prisoner
is kept in. It is a cage surrounded by electric wires. Anyone who tries to step through it would be
instantly dead, werewolf or not.
There, in the middle, slumped in the chair, bound with chains, his head hanging back, is Zade.
His body is pure muscle, every ridge and every groove of his abs is carved deep. Chiselled to
perfection, but he is far from perfect.
I’m not sure if he’s even awake as he remains unmoving and only when the door is unlocked, and I’m
allowed in, do I realise he’s awake.
“If you don’t eat, it shows how much of a coward you are. You wouldn’t be serving your punishment if
you died so soon, right?” I say coldly, staring down at the man in the chair. He slowly raises his head
and cocks a brow, but like always, he says nothing.
his
He simply stares at me, face unreadable, his pale eye creeping me out, and I quickly take out the
injection of vital vitamins that would keep him alive even if he is not hungry.
I don’t like the way those eyes are watching me, and my heart begins racing as I approach him.
Stop looking at me!
He blinks almost as if he can sense my rage as I jab the syringe into his neck, in the most tender spot,
but he doesn’t flinch, simply continuing to observe me.
My heart clenches. I hate this… I hate seeing him.
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I back away from him, but his eyes don’t leave me. I turn, stepping out of the cell, but even then, those
eyes follow me…
(END OF FLASHBACK)
I push the painful thought away, not wanting to think of the man who did not accept my rejection. The
monster who is my mate.
“Oh, this does smell good,” Atticus says, drawing me from my dark train of thoughts, and those dark
thoughts of mine are not for today…
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