I hate this..

Things couldn’t have gone more wrong, the woman realized. She was hurt… beaten… broken and bloodied… but she was alive. Gods above why was she still alive? Did Celeste and Nox mock her existence so much that they wanted to see her endlessly suffer? Or was it that she was forever damned to repeat her mistakes, to get into trouble, and hurt herself?

Her legs hurt… both the broken one and the one that had been chewed up by that little pet of the devil’s. It was hard going, and Marina knew, by the change of her scent, that things were only going to get harder. She was sure that the mud and muck covering the wounds weren’t good either… and she worried about infection. It was likely she had a fever… and worst of all…

She had to be pregnant.

What was Regulus going to think? She was doing nothing but bringing trouble to his pack… but where else could she turn? Tears streamed down the femme’s face as she staggered on. Slow going… but she was determined to make it back to Celestial’s borders even if it killed her. She wasn’t entirely sure if she was heading the right way either… all she was aware of was pain…

As Marina neared the metal structure she collapsed, seeing it just a little further from her. She had wanted to get under it, to be sheltered for the evening… but right now she was too tired to keep moving. All she wanted to do was curl up and sleep for all eternity. She hated everything… she missed her babies… hell a part of her missed Liar… She closed her eyes, taking a shuddering breath.

That man had been right… she was going to come to know Hell thoroughly at this point.