Chapter 27 The Thing Inside me
Chapter 27: The Thing Inside Me
Milo pov
The darkness was blinding, but the pain…It was unbearable.
I felt my body on a metal shift, as I was being carried like a sack of potatoes to wherever I don't know. But that was hardly my concern.
My whole body felt torn, like it was being pulled in two different directions. My skin felt like I was dipped in hot oil, as searing hot pain continued to spread through my body like a pulse.
I tried to scream or shout it out, but my mouth was too dry to form a single sound. My body convulsed, or maybe it was just the juggled memories, I couldn't tell again, as I continued to fade in and out of consciousness. Voices buzzed around me, but I could hardly make sense of anything they were saying.
"He's burning up…”
"Stabilize him, now…he is losing too much blood."
"His pulse…it's not normal for an omega…"
At this point, I wanted to just open my eyes by all means and know which type of hell I was. Even though I had a lot of grievances and unsettled wishes, I wanted to fulfill them if I was alive…
Alive? If I was dead? Was I supposed to feel pain? The type that would make you want to jump out of your skin and swap bodies with anything possible, just to stop the pain… that was the type of pain I was into, and no matter how I tried, I could feel my consciousness slowly trickling away.
Something heavy hovered beside me. Like a shadow, despite going through torture, I felt it…, a it was a warm, hauntingly but familiar presence. My instincts screamed danger, but another part of me, the deep silent part, arched to lean towards it.
The voices blurred and slurred the more, and before I knew it, I felt the darkness creep on me again.
I grodgily opened my eyes. Hissing in pain at the brightness of it all, until after a while my eyes tried to adjust to my surroundings.
I was in a hospital. That was so obvious from the blue cotton, the deep antiseptic smell that was familiar with most hospitals.
I gasped as I tried to move my body, but the sharp pain that came from moving my muscles stopped my actions. At least I was not dead yet.
My throat felt raw and dry. My breathing labored, and my back screamed in pain anytime I tried to move a muscle. I was still surprised and shocked that I was still alive, despite my desperate wish not to.
I gritted my teeth in pain, trying to seize up my environment. I was in a room, and surprisingly, no one was here.
I couldn’t remember anything. My head was empty and blank. For a while, no matter how hard I tried, my mind remained foggy. But after I lay there for minutes and counting, the memories started to come bit by bit.
The dark cell, the blood tasty crowd that clamored for my head. I cringed on instincts as I remembered their faces filled with hate.
I flinched as the memories of the punishment flooded in. I remembered being taken to the execution poll, then blank… no matter how hard I tried, I could not remember anything else again, as if my body was shutting me out from assessing the memories for my own good.
“Hello, dummy”
I looked around, trying to find the source of the voice I had just heard. Fear gripped my body as I realised that I might not be alone.
“You know, for someone who just got his back shredded like smoked meat, you’re surprisingly dramatic.”
What? I blinked, even more confused than ever. “Who are you? what …?”
A chuckle that sounded mockingly echoed around me, stopping my words.
“I could see why you never awakened me. It's because you are weak and, at the same time dumb.” the same voice said in my head again.
I frowned at the bluntness of the voice. At that point, I didn't care if it was in my head or not. I needed to give it my own piece of mind.
“It's either you are naturally rude or…” I paused,
Something was not right. The voice had spoken in my head… like my fucking head,
How was it even possible?... my thoughts trailed off, as dread settled in. Something was inside my head, a voice. It was not from the outside. nor in the room,
No... it was inside me.
Impossible,
I jolted, my limbs screamed in pain, but I paid it no attention. Panic burned in my chest like hot fire. My mind is screaming in disbelief.
“No. No no no. It can't be…” I began to chant to myself.
I don't have a wolf. I wasn’t born with one either. Unlike my twin sister who had an alpha wolf. I was just a useless stupid omega pet that tried to poison his master.
“You are joking right?. What have they done to you?” The voice said again, this time I could feel the heavy disappointment and anger in the voice.
“This is impossible…I must be hallucinating” I concluded, wondering if I had hit my head on a stone or something, before I fainted.
“blah blah, believe me i thought the same, but it seems like I am stuck here. After centuries of silence, I find myself stuck in a hospital bed with a dumb owner that has suffered from a low esteem complex, and probably suffering from amnesia. Not exactly the heroic entrance I imagined, but I can work with it.”
I groaned softly, holding my head that was splitting into two from a heavy migraine.
“This can’t be real…”
“You wish. But sorry, sunshine, I’m as real as that IV drip beside you. Just... louder. And a little sexier.”
“Are you…my w…wolf?” I asked bluntly.
“Unfortunately, yes.” The voice said as if it was offended, "The goddess had to put me… a royal wolf, in the body of a common omega. That's the height of insults.”
I snorted, but winced immediately. I have forgotten the state of my body. I was flabbergasted and speechless at what was happening.
First I wake up to find a strange rude voice in my head,
Secondly the voice turns out to be My wolf, that I thought I would never have. Everything was happening quickly and all at once. But felt ridiculous that it's at this period that the sick bastard chose to reveal himself.
I felt something rise in my chest …anger.
“Why now, huh? Why are you here now?” questioned bitterly.
“Oh, I’ve been here darling. Just buried under years of your self-hate and denial like an abandoned sandwich. Something must have changed when you were being whipped like a criminal.”
I rolled my eyes, trying not to smile again at the words of this wolf.
“You’re insane”
“Take one to know one, darling.” the voice retorted,
Before I could reply to my so-called wolf, the air shifted. My ears twitched.
Muffled voices floated from the hallway, clearer than they should have been.