Rise of the Warrior Queen (Kaia and Silver) novel Chapter 15

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

SILVER’S POV.

After a moment, I got up to use the bathroom, and when I caught my reflection in the mirror, I almost passed out in shock. My face looked tired and pale, and my eyes were bloodshot, like I hadn’t slept in days. And maybe I hadn’t. I didn’t know.

I used the bathroom first. Then, without thinking too much, I took off the bandages and stepped into the shower, turning the water on. It was a little too warm at first, but I didn’t move. I let it run over me, down my back, across the healing cuts and bruises.

I leaned my head forward with one hand on the wall. My other hand moved to my neck, rubbing the skin there slowly. I didn’t know why I was doing it. I wasn’t in pain. It wasn’t sore. But I just… did it. Like I needed to.

At first, I didn’t think much of it. Maybe it was just a kind of habit. Something I was just used to doing. But after a moment, I couldn’t help but frown. The more I thought about it, the more I found it hard to dismiss.

I’d done this before. Back in the hospital. At first when I cleaned up in the shower last night. And then when I

bath this afternoon too. It was always the same.

had my

The same motion. Every time I stepped into a shower, my hand went there–right around my neck. Like I was looking for something. Or remembering something.

But whats

I didn’t remember.

The longer I thought about it, the more a lot of other things started to occur to me–things I hadn’t bothered

to think much about at first.

Like the fact that my left thumb rubbed over my middle finger. Again, without me even being aware of it.

I stared at my hand, watching the water run down my arm.

Why did I keep doing that?

There was nothing on my neck, or on my finger for that matter. So why did I keep rubbing at them? What was I looking for?

Was it some kind of tic? Or was it more than that?

Does it mean something?

Maybe I wore something around my neck before. My fingers too. A necklace? A collar, maybe? A ring?

Was that it?

No… that didn’t feel right.

My head started to ache again, just a little. That dull pressure began to build behind my eyes, and gritting my teeth and shutting my eyes tight for a second

Janed,

Nothing came. Just more confusion.

I wasn’t getting any answers. No clue whatsoever.

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I let out a sharp breath and turned the water off.

Enough.

I’d had enough for one night.

I stepped out and dried myself, rubbing the towel roughly over my hair. My body was still sore, but not like before. The wounds were healing fast–too fast to be considered normal, especially since my wolf was nowhere to be found. Some scabs were already fading. My ribs still ached a little, but I could move without

gasping too much now. Or at all.

I looked at the fresh bandages, stacked neatly near the cabinet. Dr. Grayson must have left them there. But I didn’t want to use them. I wasn’t comfortable wearing those bandages anymore.

They were too tight, and it was annoying. They made me feel like I couldn’t breathe properly. Like I was being

wrapped up and hidden away. I felt restrained whenever I wore them. I think I’ve already worn them long

enough.

I left them untouched and instead grabbed a fresh towel.

Wrapping the towel around my waist, I opened the door and walked into the room quietly–only to halt when my eyes fell on the bed.

“The hell?…”

There was someone on my bed. Someone who definitely shouldn’t be there.

A girl.

The same one I saw earlier when I arrived with Dr. Grayson.

She was lying face down across the mattress, her long blonde hair spilling over the pillow. Her nightdress was short–very short. It barely reached her thighs.

She turned around slowly when she heard me come in, and her lips curled into a soft smile. Her eyes scanned me, lingering on my chest for longer than I appreciated.

I stayed calm, as I walked towards her, still trying to understand what was going on and how the hell she got

In here.

“Hey,” she said softly, “Took you long enough.”

*…What are you doing in here?” I asked.

She propped herself up on her elbows, letting the thin strap of her dress slide off one shoulder. “I couldn’t sleep,” she said, tilting her head. Thought maybe you couldn’t either. You know, new environment and all.

I didn’t answer right away. I just watched her. Her smile. Her eyes. The way she was looking at me–it wasn’t

friendly.

It was something else.

Something I didn’t like.

“I thought maybe you’d want some company,” she added, slowly sitting up on her knees and twirling her hair around her fingers. “We’re both here both awake. And I was thinking-

“Listen…. Kimberly,” I cut her off. I didn’t remember her name, but I remembered it started with a K, so I was

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hoping I got it right. “You need to leave.”

She frowned. “Kimberly? My name’s not Kimberly.”

My brow arched in realization. Oh..

“Well, Kristen, here’s the thing-”

“Kristen?!” she cut me off, her frown deepening. “You think my name’s Kristen?”

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose in frustration.

What does she want from me, for goodness‘ sake? I was trying here. It’s not my fault I can’t remember her name. For goddess‘ sake, I can’t even remember mine. Not mine, not my wolf’s.

Clearly seeing the frustration on my face, she giggled and waved it off. “Oh, don’t worry too much about it. I totally understand.”

“The name’s Daphnie. You like it?” she asked, slowly biting her lip while twirling her hair with her fingers.

My eyes widened slightly in realization. Daphnie, huh?

I must have heard wrong the first time then. It didn’t sound familiar.

“Well, Daphnie, you think you could maybe just go back to your room for the night?” I said, trying to sound as polite as possible. “Not to be rude or anything, but I’d really like to be alone right now. If you don’t mind.”

Her smile faded a little, replaced by a pout. “Don’t be like that. I mean no harm, really. I just… want to help you

relax.”

“I didn’t ask for help. I’m fine,” I snapped without really meaning to.

She didn’t seem to mind my tone. She leaned forward. “You don’t have to ask. I can see it in your eyes. You’re lonely Confused. I can make you feel better-”

She reached out to touch me, and for some reason, that did it. I couldn’t even explain why, but something about her trying to touch me angered me more than the situation itself.

I stepped away, avoiding her touch, and then pointed toward the door. “Get out.”

My voice came out harsher than I meant for it to, but like I said, I was angry for some reason.

She froze for a second, shock flashing in her eyes. Then her face shifted, and a flicker of something–maybe surprise, or maybe offense–crossed her features.

“You don’t have to pretend you’re not curious,” she said, her tone growing sharper than before. “It’s not like

you

remember anything. Maybe this is exactly what you used to want.”

I stared at her, feeling my jaw tighten

But that’s not

“I don’t know who you think I am,” I said quietly. me.”

She stared back. “You really think you’re going to find answers by shutting people out?”

“Maybe not. But I certainly won’t find the answers I’m looking for in your arms,” I replied, stepping aside and pointing at the door once again. “Now leave.”

For a moment, she didn’t move.

Then, with a huff, she rolled her eyes and got off the bed, tugging the hem of her nightdress down. “Whatever.

Your loss

the brushed past me, her perfuma ctiamy do thick

She opened the door but then paused and glanced over holder alt change your mind eventually They always do Come find me when you realize what you’re meeing

I didn’t respond.

I watched her in silence as she walked out and closed the door behind her

I stood there for a moment, my hand still gripping the towel at my wat

My chest suddenly felt tight–but not from anger Not even regret the

It was something else

A cold feeling. A strange, bitter taste at the back of my tongue that couldn’t explain

I turned away, sat on the edge of the bed, and stared at the floor

Something was wrong with me

And not just because I had no memories

The way she looked at me. The way I felt when she got too closel

It didn’t just feel wrong–it felt familiar.

Like I’d been in a situation like that before

And I hadn’t been able to stop it

I swallowed hard, rubbing my neck again.

Same spot. Same motion.

My fingers trembled slightly, and I swallowed once more

What happened to me?

And why did I feel like the answer was something I didn’t want to remember?

After changing into fresh clothes, I lay back down slowly, pulling the blanket up to my chest. And just

that, my thoughts went back to Kaia without me even having to try. The room still felt too soft, but someho thinking about her made it feel just a little less cold

I stared at the ceiling again, letting the quiet settle around me

Maybe tomorrow would be different

Maybe I would remember something. Maybe I would find a way to figure out who I was. Or maybe i wouldn’t But at least I had one thing–one person–who reminded me that there was still something good left in this

world

Kala

I let my eyes close, finally feeling my body start to relax. The ache in my head had dulled to a whisper, just like it always did whenever I found myself thinking about her, which was almost all the time.

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And for the first time since I woke up in that forest, I didn’t feel completely lost

Not when I thought about her

Somehow, she calmed me. And I liked it that way.

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