---- She presses the glass to my lips and I gulp the liquid greedily.

Some drops even dribble down my chin to damn the gown.

Th- thank y-ou I couldn't recognise my voice.

Plus my entire neck burned as I spoke.

Chloes eyes sofien.

Don't speak.

Your neck is still sore and inflamed.

If you persist it can even cause permanent damage.

I blink in approval.

The noose.

Of course.

It has left its after-effects.

You have been out for the last two days.

Your body is responding and you are recovering but it's very slow.

10x slower than even the weakest of werewolves.noveldrama

If anything...

it resembles that of a human.

She looks at me in hope, expecting T will tell her something but I refrain My healing was always slow but after using my ---- eee powers that night to save Xavier...

they have only weakened further it seems.

Anyways your ribs were broken so I worked on that.

Your back was severely infected and torn, I patched it up but the scars are going to remain.

Your thighs, chest and arms had gashes which I have stitched back.

Tn short you are lucky, nothing was permanent.

You are going to be perfectly fine but it will take more time than usual.

Minimum half a month for you to be back on your feet again.

And a week for you to speak again.

Relief fills my insides but it is short-lived We could have fastened it up.

Your wounds would have healed in barely a minute if Your Highness helped and gave you just a drop of his blood.

But he refused...

Her voice trailed off.

She looked away from me and that dagger rooted in my chest churned.

---- He could have helped Barely a drop of his blood would have fastened it up...helped me heal.

But he didn't.

Tam not sure longer worth even a drop of his blood.

He wanted me to feel this pain...

this struggle Does he hate me that much now? What can I expect? He saved me from everyone but this doesn't mean he forgave me.

He said only he had the right to punish me.

Was this my punishment? Before I know tears sting my eyes and my neck starts burning.

An urge to claw my neck becomes ardent and as if my hands had a mind of their own they start clawing my neck.

Yes.

Better.

Yes.

---- eee = Luna! No stop! You are going to hurt yourself! Stop! Chloe was screaming.

terror filled her eyes but I was oblivious.

I wanted to scratch, to make this burn go away.

My neck was choking.

Just like that day.

When I was going to get hanged.

Kill her! Burn this slut! Die! Die! The crowd's angry voices echo in my ear.

Those screams, those cries, that satisfaction in their eyes as I thrashed.

My body begging to be released My hands behind my back, that state of helplessness.

Ripping the bandages around my neck, I claw my raw skin.

I feel something wet dribble down my neck.