Episode 111

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SASKIA'S POV

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Something shifts inside me. The manacles come undone. Not by my will. No, it finds a better object of attraction worthier of its time than me. I don't know what the new entity might be, but I hear the contented hissing of the dark presence as it slithers away from me. My panic dissipates sluggishly, but I kick upward, glad to have my consciousness freed.

I burst to life with a harsh gasp. "Mikael?" His name is the first sound that leaves my lips in a groan. My head pounds like a pistol is being hankered into my cranium. I search for him on my left side, barely unable to manage the chore of moving my head. Ow. The rest of my body is still rigid, unwilling to answer my demands.

I'm inclined against the hardboard of an unfamiliar bed. He stands some feet away; our eyes lock in a heated gaze. Or rather, mine are pinned by orbs as pitch black as night.

"Fucking hell," I mutter at the drawn fangs and protruding claws glinting dangerously. Mikael's no longer here.