CHAPTER 46. THE WHITE DEVIL

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  ~IAN   Voices. Screams. Gunshot!   I woke up with a start. I was trembling all over and for some reason, I felt sick. My lips were dry and my heart was beating rapidly which was very strange for me.   Lycans never fell sick. Was this perhaps a side effect of getting shot with a silver bullet twice?   I swallowed hard and rose from my bed. I dragged myself into my bathroom and splashed water on my face continuously. It did not make me feel any better.   I stared back at myself for a long time before lifting my singlet to examine the wound. It was yet to completely heal.   Did I get an infection because of the silver bullet?   "I need a f*****g drink," I muttered.   Iran stirred in agreement and I dragged myself out of my room. It was still very early and there was hardly any light

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