Page 51 of Cruel Revenge
She didn’t notice that she was being moved until she tried to look at the ceiling and saw that it was moving.
She slid off something and hit a new surface as she gained the freedom to struggle against the pain as much as she wanted.
She remembered golden eyes staring down at her. She was lost to reality as those gold eyes stared at her, and Carey remembered what she told those gold eyes.
Bite me.
That was what Carey had asked Jacky.
Had Jacky bitten her? She didn’t know. But she kept thinking of that moment through all the pain until another memory came to mind.
“Daddy, what does it feel like?” a tiny voice asked. Her tiny voice.
“Turning into a wolf?"
She nodded.
"I won’t lie to you… It hurts.”
“How do you do it all the time if it hurts?”
“By knowing there’s no pain on the other side. Trying to avoid the pain only makes it hurt worse. So like… when I have to take a splinter from your hand. When you pull away and make me try for longer, it hurts for longer. But when you let me get the splinter out the first try, you get to go back to running around, and it no longer hurts.”
Carey gasped for air as the pain continued, but that memory made her relax and accept the pain.
Then everything started to change.
She tried to ignore it while letting it happen instead of fighting it.
She tried not to think of anything except her parents and her brothers. She tried to live in her memories as the pain crashed over her like a wave.
And when Carey opened her eyes again, the pain subsiding after what felt like an eternity, she saw the world differently.
I’m alive. Oh my god, I’m alive. I did it. I survived.
She tried to stand up, stumbling not from any pain. She felt perfectly fine now. Strong, even. Just clumsy. Having never been particularly clumsy, it was new for her.
“Oh, I thought this couldn’t get any better,” someone said. Carey turned to the voice, seeing a face she recognized.
I hope my parents kill you.
What came out of her mouth were growls, and Carey stopped. She looked down, seeing her big paws with sharp claws. She tried to walk, finding the clumsiness was gone now that she was focused on using all four of her legs.
“The kitten has snarls,” the witch said, chuckling. “This is all too perfect. Tell the team that we’re going to need a fourthcompatibility test to see who matches with Carey Everson, our werecat replacement for the one the werecats killed.”
Carey snarled again at the witch.
I might be in a cage, but I’ll be damned before you do anything to me.
“Look at those teeth,” someone else said, stepping up behind the first witch. “She’s a teenager and they are huge.”
“Werecats have impressive hardware, certainly,” the main witch said. “Listen here, Miss Everson. Your mother wants to see you, and she’ll be very upset to see you like this. Why don’t you become human again?”
Carey growled at that. She wasn’t going to entertain them by going back to her human form now.
I’m not really sure how to, either. I’ll have to figure it out if I want to talk to anyone. I can’t do what Jacky can. Or all the werewolves.
“Fine.” The witch walked away and opened a door on the far side of the room, revealing Courtney Lane.
