Chapter 55 — Hell In Hell

• Laura was laying stiff on her bed in an almost lifeless manner. It was what she wanted to be at the moment, lifeless because at this moment, life had little meaning to her.
• Laying up on her back on her bed, she felt the salty tears run from her eyes and trail silently all the way inside her disheveled hair.
• It was never supposed to be that way, she thought back to what Nicolas had done, bringing his vampire men to rape the werewolf women. All that was supposed to transpire that day was the ritual and then, the women would've gone home to their families but no, Nicolas had soiled the day and had forever tarnished the memories in the heart of her people.