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Chapter 1
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2020-10-05 03:16:01The life- altering night of the accident, Peter wasn't leaving on a business trip as everyone assumed. He was abruptly ending their marriage. He was on his way to meet the skank he'd been carrying on with for the last eight months, when he'd lost control of his sedan. He veered off the road and slammed into a tree. He'd lingered in hospital for a few hours, just long enough, not to ask her forgiveness, but to tell her that marrying her was the worst mistake of his life.
"Did you ever love me?" she asked, too broken to even cry. He'd attempted to smile arrogantly, but it was more of a smirk. His lower lip had been ripped apart.
"Never, " he croaked hoarsely. "You were a means to an end. . . "
Before she had a chance to respond, he'd gasped his last breath, amid an air of cruelty.
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"The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. "
Listening to Reverend Matthews go through the long funeral litany, Rachel Murray adjusted her dark glasses, casting a quick glance at the assembled mourners, surrounding Peter's grave.
Widowed at twenty-seven, she’d had more than her share of things going wrong in her life. This was a new low. She was expected to portray the role of the grieving widow, with all these people giving her pitiful looks and sympathy, when in reality none of them knew the truth.
She was so lost in her thoughts, she hadn't realized his casket had already been lowered into the cold, dark earth.
Feeling a hand on her arm, Rachel lifted her head. She was expected to enact the final grieving wife scene, and throw a flower into the open grave.
"Darling, I know how difficult this must be for you, " her mother said. "What a wonderful man you've lost. He will always be in your heart."
She smiled shyly as Liz Banning extended the basket containing the rose petals. Her mother idolized Peter. Better to leave her with the impression she had of him, then to shatter her fantasy. Like any abuser,he only showed his best side to the outside world,while his wrath was entirely reserved for her.
"Thanks, Mom. " She threw a hand full of petals into the grave, looking down at his polished brown casket one more time.
"Goodbye, Peter, " she whispered, feeling a sense of overwhelming freedom. Five years of a possessive, loveless marriage had come to an end.
She tucked her dark hair behind her ears, watching the other mourners repeat what she'd started. All these people, and she was the only one who felt nothing but contempt for the man in the casket. Thank God they never had children. If she ever became a mother it would be with a man who loved her and her alone raising their kids in a stable home. Not a no good cheater,who could offer her nothing but reproach upon reproach.
She was the last one to turn away from the grave. In the distance, she saw their friends and family, assemble at the outside tearoom of the chapel. This was the one thing she'd insisted upon. To have tea and cake here and not at their home. Too much happened there on a daily basis and she couldn't risk exposure.
"So, ” she heard Peter's voice behind her. "I guess you outlived me after all. "
Rachel quickly turned, removed her dark glasses, and glared at her dead husband's spirit.
"Peter, what a surprise. Here I thought you'd crossed over already. You really should, you know. Staying here won't achieve anything. Do you see a light?"
"Perhaps I do. "
"Good, " she responded, turning away from him. " Then go into it and leave me the hell alone. "
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A gentle rain was falling, a few days later, where the four of them stood huddled under umbrellas, around Allison's grave. After all these years, she was finally getting a decent funeral. Galen held Rachel in his arms as Reverend Matthews said a final prayer, her sobs wracking at her body. It was over and Allison was finally free.They went to her house for tea, afterward. Mrs Morris wanted to leave as soon as she could. She wanted to get back to her business in New York. There was a spring in her step, now that it was over. She seemed relieved and happy, moreso after the funeral.A car was waiting for her and Anita and they stood on the porch, saying their farewells."I can never thank you enough, for bringing me closure,"she said. She took Galen and Rachel's hands. "The two of you, and my trusted assistant, have given me something worth more than all the riches in the world. Peace."An
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They converged on the steps, leading up to the asylum. Rachel, Anita, Mrs Morris and the golden wolf. Galen had already shifted. They'd agreed he would be in his wolf form, in case of an attack. Anita stood with a canister of kerosene and a box of matches. If push came to shove, she would be the one to light the fire."It feels strange,"Rachel said, "knowing this will soon be over. Not that I'm complaining!"Anita chuckled nervously. "I've never attended one of these before. And hopefully, I never will again."Rachel gave her a warm smile. "Thanks for being here Anita. I was a bitch to you that day we met, and I'm sorry.Jealousy is definitely not a good look on me.""No worries,"Anita replied. "Just make Galen happy.He’s been through so much and I really feel you’re the one who can heal his heart and he will do the same for you."He walked up to Rachel, nudging her with his head. Sh
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"I imagined buying this place, would give her a sense of peace, make her believe a part of me was with her,"Mrs Morris said. "I had no idea the darkness she dealt with, was so powerful."She was still visibly shaken from seeing her mother's remains and Galen pulled Rachel outside, to the porch, while Anita did her best to offer some comfort."I can't even begin to think what her life was like, being haunted for so long,"Galen said. "I think it was meant to be that you showed up here Rachel. You were meant to help her, to free her and give Allison peace."Rachel stared lovingly into his eyes. "A werewolf, believing in destiny. Now that's something new."He kissed her on the lips. "I'm not kidding Rachel. This is what you do, and I'm glad I'm here to see you do it."Her eyes twinkled with mischief. "I'm glad you're here to love me,"she said softly.He pulled her
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Days Later. . . ."Rachel, are you sure you don't want me to come up there and help?"Rachel switched her cellphone to the other ear. "Yes, Becca. I'm sure. I don't want you to be here. We don't know what will happen when we confront Allison."Becca sounded agitated. "All the more reason for me to be there Rachel!""No,"Rachel said firmly. "This is my fight, Becca. I want you to stay out of it. I need you to be safe."When the call ended, Rachel stuck her cell in her jeans' front pocket, watching Galen and Anita walk up the pathway. Mrs Morris was with them, her face set in a mask of grim concern. After introducing her to Rachel, the four of them went to the cabin, where Rachel had made a fresh pot of coffee."I always knew, it would someday come to this,"the grey-haired woman said, in her crisp English accent. "My entire life has been defined by this woman, a
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"No, please don't do this!""You have to be stopped Allison, once and for all!"Allison struggled in vain as the two men violently grabbed her, pushing her to the ground. Next to her, she saw the young boy, his neck broken and her face bleeding from where he'd scratched her as she strangled him, before ending his life."Hold her steady, "one of the men commanded. The other one sat down on top of her, pinning her with his weight.The one who'd spoken, gagged her, then tied her hands and feet with rope.They dragged her outside, in the dead of night, with her struggling in vain against them. Her white dress tore and ripped with the force of their anger."You will suffer, as you made others suffer, at your hand. "Allison's eyes widened in terror, as they rolled her into the open grave, and the last thing she felt, was dirt being heap
