A Mate For The Last Lycan-Chapter 253: THE COMPLETION OF THE BEAUTY BLOOD

When the magic users started to inflicted the curse on Zuri, she screamed.

She screamed on the top of her lungs, she cried so hard, but the only thing she could hear was the scream inside her head, since from outside her body had stopped responding.

Time went still for her. She was trapped, in her own mind and her own soul.

Her own body had turned into a prison for her and Zuri felt like she was going to die when they dissected her inside. This last curse was the worse than anything she had ever felt all this time.

And when her mind withdrawn inside her consciousness, to get away from the pain and looked for some memory to hold on until the torture ended, there she saw that girl again.

It was her, that young woman had the same face like Zuri, but she was in so much pain, looked sick, as she curled her body on the floor.

Fidgeting, whimpering, looked so beautiful, which only made Zuri want to kick her away. She then approached her and when she touched her, the other young woman lifted her head and look at Zuri with those scary red eyes.

Those eyes were very red as if they were coated with blood.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

Zuri felt like she was seeing her own reflection on the mirror when the other woman stretched out her hand to touch Zuri.

This pathetic woman had the same face like her. It could be said that it was her, but in her worst condition possible. She was crying and when the tears trickled down her cheek, it was blood.

Zuri felt the urge to slap away, her hand that reached out to touch her, but for some reason she was in awe, or probably she was dumbstruck by what she was seeing right now.

This woman, this young woman, who had the same face like her, whimpering.

Zuri was not sure whether her impostor could see her clearly or not with all the blood in her eyes. But she kept asking her with the same question.

"Why are you here? Why are you here? Don’t be here. Go! Go away."

That’s the world she kept repeating over and over again. Zuri wanted to scream at her.

Where should I go?! I have nowhere to go!

She was so distracted by the fact this woman looked so much in pain just like her. Was this how she looked like when she was in pain, when she was in her crazy state? Because right now, she was also in so much pain. Those magic users were going to put her through hell again.

And then suddenly there was this sharp pain in Zuri’s chest. She couldn’t breathe.

Zuri doubled down. She screamed so loud, but there was no word that coming out of her mouth. She was crying so hard, yet when she wanted to speak, she had no voice.

She lifted her head and saw the other woman did the the same thing. She was crying but she could hear her voice.

And suddenly Zuri’s vision blurred. She touched her eyes, she rubbed them and she could feel the wetness, she thought it was, her tears.

Yet when she saw her hands, they were red. She was crying blood like the other woman did and it was so terrifying.

Zuri wanted to scream but she had no voice and now her vision blur and the other woman looked like she finally could see again.

’What was going on?’ Zuri thought. ’What the meaning of this?’

Zuri couldn’t breathe, she was unable to even sense anything. Her body started to feel numb. She didn’t know why, but it almost felt like this woman before her, her impostor, not only took her appearance, but slowly, she took everything from her.

She took her voice, she took her vision, she took her feeling, she took her senses. Everything.

Even when Zuri couldn’t see her own self right now, she knew that slowly, she became like the other woman, the pathetic woman she saw the first time.

That woman took her away. That woman took her position and she needed to get away from her as soon as possible, because if Zuri kept being here, she was sure that she was not going to last for long.

What else this woman was going to take from her?

Somehow, even though Zuri was ready to die, her survival instinct still kicked in and she was not willing to die like this. She was afraid. She wanted to call for Khaos, but she knew he wouldn’t come.

He was not even here. He did not even know where she was right now, since Zuri also didn’t know where she currently was.

But, one thing for sure, she was obviously trapped in her mind with nowhere to run.

Zuri scrambled to get away from that woman who took everything from her, before her vision blur and before she lost her sight.

This was not the first time she lost her sight. There was time when she went blind because the curse they inflicted on her and that was the side effect of it. And it almost felt like that again.

Before Zuri’s vision went dark, she moved away from that woman, who somehow, looked better, she looked more beautiful and alive. And she looked more like her now.

Was that even possible? Zuri was trapped in the darkness. Should she stop fighting, since this life was very tiring.

Meanwhile, on the other hand, the infliction of the curse on Zuri was almost done, the beauty blood was almost completed.

It was only two hours before the sunrise and you could see how the dark sky turned slightly red.

Khaos felt it. The strong power that called for him.

"The beauty blood is almost completed," Declan said. "Congratulation, my great lycan." He looked relief and despite the wound on his stomach, he looked thrilled.