Chapter 900 - THE ANGUISHING PAIN (2)

Rossie noticed the anguish in Lana's eyes upon losing her mate, and she wondered whether she would feel the same in the next few minutes or not.

No one was able to guarantee that someone would be lucky enough to stay alive inside the castle now, when the bunker was supposed to be the most safest place, yet, even it was intruded, most of the lycan warriors must have died before those beasts could achieve this.

Because it wouldn't have happened if the lycans had succeeded in their mission to protect the castle from the beasts.

However, Rossie was still holding a tiny hope that Calleb was fine. The bond that broken earlier was a family bond, it was either her father, Ian or Ethan, who couldn't make it alive.

Such pain was already enough to make Rossie feel suffocated, like her whole life came crashing down before her own eyes, thus she couldn't imagine what more she have to face if it was a mate bond.

Moreover, she didn't even want to imagine how much pain Lana was enduring now. She couldn't even dare to think about being in Lana's position now.

Carrying their firstborn and to lose her mate. It was too cruel…

The abrupt farewell without any prior warning…

"Lana we have to move now…" Sophie said to Lana, who stopped crying, but tears still kept flowing down from her eyes, which looked empty.

Together, Kiara and Sophie carried Lana's soulless body.

"Rossie, Bree, stand up. We have to go!" Sophie yelled at the two girls, as she staggered forward.

Bree, who was sitting beside Rossie this entire time, nudged the latter's side. "Let's go."

With a heavy heart, Rossie stood up and walked further away from the castle, where they left Calleb and the rest of her family.

Rossie wanted nothing more at this time, except to see them alive. She raised her head to look at the dark sky, where the moon couldn't be seen behind the gloomy clouds.

Please, keep them safe…

However, even before they could walk for a few steps, they heard howls from the beasts along with the sounds of their paws against the ground, which sent chills down their spines instantly.

Bree held Rossie's hand even tighter before she crept closer to her.

"Rossie… I am afraid…" the little girl whimpered.

No… this shouldn't happen…

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The last thing that Calleb remembered was a feeling of utter exhaustion that forced him back to his human form and, of course the ongoing battle not too far from them, before some beasts entered his vision glaring at him and Sterling with bloodshot eyes.

The sight of those beasts running in their direction with their talons extended, as sharp as blades, ready to tear them apart, once again played in Calleb's mind, as he bolted up and sat down while panting heavily.

Calleb looked around his surroundings and found that he was in a room, with a big window on his left side. He could use it to escape from this place.

His mind seemed to be clouded, but his survival instincts was the first thing that managed to kick into his senses.

He needed to get out from this strange place.

Calleb immediately got down from his bed, but his legs didn't cooperate with him, as he fell to the floor and had to suppress a painful groan. His whole body was aching and soon some other pain overwhelmed his senses, which had nothing to do with his physical injuries. Up until this point, he was still unaware of whatever was happening around him…

"So, you are awake now."

A chirpy voice startled Calleb and made him whip his head toward the source of the sound very fast. It was not a wise move because he had to suffer a whiplash from moving so fast, as he could even hear his neck bone cracking.

"Don't do that, you have a problem with your healing ability," the same voice said again, when he walked across the room with his short legs and placed the tray that he brought with him on top of the desk.

"You?"Calleb frowned when he watched the dwarf entering the room.

"Yes, me." Nutdrouk raised his eyebrows arrogantly and then sat down on a chair across from Calleb. "Surprised?"

"What are you doing here?" Calleb asked again, trying to ignore the waves of pain that hit his head when he tried to stand up. In the end, he gave up and leaned his body against the edge of the bed, panting heavily.

"What am I doing here? In my house?" mocking was crystal clear from the way the dwarf talked to the badly injured lycan. "What do you think I am doing in my own house?"

It took two seconds longer for Calleb to understand his words fully. "Your house?" he frowned and clutched his head, as he looked around this place.

Calleb had been in the dwarf house before, but he never went into any room, except for the living room.

But, from the strange smell that he could sense from the air, which was Nutdrouk's scent, he could be sure that this was indeed his house.

"What exactly was happening?" Calleb slightly relaxed when he knew where he was, but didn't let his guard down, in case the dwarf had a hidden agenda. The Gamma was still considering his first thought after waking up; to escape from the window. "The last thing I remembered was… the beasts?"

Nutdrouk first looked at Calleb with his big eyes, waiting for him to finish his words, but soon his patience ran thin to let the latter gain all of his memories back.

"You almost died because of the curse that those devils got the spell-casters to chant around the castle," Nutdrouk said, concluding everything for Calleb. "The curse that forced your beast to lose all of it's strength before retreating back into your body."

"What?…" Calleb squinted his eyes. "What do you mean by a beast retreating into its owner's body?"

But, before the dwarf could answer, yet another familiar person entered the room while answering his question. "It meant, for the meantime before you can find out a plausible way to bring back your beast to the surface, you will not be able to shift into your beast form."

Calleb saw Lidya entering the room before taking the tray that the dwarf had put on the table, and approach him with lazy steps.

"No way… it's impossible," Calleb murmured in disbelief.