My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 79

I was one step away from losing my sanity. I ran out of my chamber and ran straight to the south wing, where I knew I would find Martha. As soon as I saw her sitting in the corridor, right outside the kitchen, I sighed in relief.

"Martha, please… Call Doctor William Duarte and ask him to come. Tell him it is urgent," I said while panting heavily.

Martha jumped up from her seat and started frantically looking me up and down, searching for signs of any injury.

"A-are you sick? Do you have a fever? Are you hurt anywhere?" she asked feverish questions while walking around me.

"No," I said firmly, "Just do as I said. Quickly, Martha. This is important."

She nodded and ran somewhere to make a call. I exhaled heavily and walked back to my room, hoping that Will would take my request seriously and show up as soon as possible. As soon as I closed my door, I started wondering if I should try testing my strength as well. I somehow managed to smash the glass in my hand, and I lifted heavy boxes of documents without any problem…

"Should I try lifting the closet or something?" I wondered, looking around the room.

I walked closer to the antique wardrobe and reached out my hands to grab it, but then hesitated. What if I had become stronger? I didn't even know how strong I was or if I could control this strength. I instantly imagined myself turning into a Hulk-like creature, crashing the furniture I wanted to move.

"This is ridiculous, Lilith." I tried to direct my mind towards rational thinking. "Sit and wait for Will. Don't do anything stupid in the meantime," I lectured myself.

I sat on the bed and nervously stared at the clock. I would most likely lose my mind if Will decided to delay his visit to the castle. I couldn't describe how happy and relieved I was when I saw him standing at my door.

"What is going on? Are you hurt?" He rushed to my bed and immediately started examining my body. "Martha said that it's something serious…"

"It is serious." I nodded, then I ran to close the door behind him.

"You don't look injured," he said, looking me up and down.

"I'm not injured. That's the point," I sighed, taking the knife from the table.

Will looked at me curiously, "Are you going to stab me or something?" he chuckled.

"It's not for you, it's for me," I replied, then swung the knife along the skin on my palm, making a wide cut.

As the smell of my blood reached Will's nose, his fangs came out in an instant.

"What the hell are you doing?!" he called out, covering his mouth and trying to hide his instinctive reaction. Then he headed towards me, pulling out a tissue from his pocket to stop the bleeding.

I gestured to stop him then stretched out my bleeding hand in front of him, "Watch closely."

I could see him raising his eyebrows as the wound on my hand healed itself. He looked at me suspiciously.

"When was the last time you drank Sariel's blood?" he frowned.

"Two nights ago," I answered, "He let me drink a few drops to heal the cut on my cheek."

Will rested his arms on the back of the nearest chair and then sat down. He kept his eyes locked on my hand while a thousand question marks appeared on his face.

"Could I be still affected by his blood?" I asked, putting all of my hope in him.

"Impossible…" he muttered.

"Then… perhaps…" She locked her eyes on me while raising one eyebrow. "When did you have your last period?"

"I am not pregnant, Martha!" I called out, annoyed.

"Then, what is so urgent?! Why do you need to do some tests?!" I could see she was completely freaked out.

"It's about my blood… I promised Will that I would give him some of my blood when Duke wouldn't need it, and now Sariel is away, so…" I lied.

I thought that using some made-up excuse would be better than explaining that I feared that I was turning into some kind of monster. She looked at me suspiciously, but I shrugged and smiled, trying to convince her that it wasn't a big deal. She didn't ask more questions, but I doubt it was because she believed me. I think she simply decided to respect the fact that I wished to keep the real reason to myself.

At nine o'clock, Mike came to drive me to Will's lab. The blank expression on my face made him ask me more than three times if I was certain that I was feeling all right. I confirmed that time and time again, but my zombie-like face denied my words.

As soon as I entered Will's facility, I felt as if I had turned into his lab rat. He prepared all kinds of endurance and strength tests while monitoring my heartbeat and other parameters. After a whole day of running around the lab, he finally asked me to go to his doctor's office.

"I have all the results, and I think I know what is going on…" he started.

I locked my eyes on him in anticipation.

"I already know that some of your genes were activated once you entered adulthood. However, other super-genes in your cells stayed silent until recently. Something activated them. That is why you started to change," he explained.

"Change into… what? Am I turning into a wolf now?" I asked, panicking.

Will grimaced reluctantly and sighed, "You are not turning into a wolf, Lilith… You are becoming something else…"