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Hector closed his eyes, and tears dropped from it. "Yes, she did. My hope was dashed to the mud. Angor, that monster was so happy to have gotten an eight-year-old girl raped and pregnant. Every day I visited Claro to help her in the hospital, she kept talking about her little girl. Even when she was discharged and I had to visit her home to help her eat because she was starving herself, she was always crying about her child..."

What was a mystery for the past eighteen years was starting to make sense to Simon then... But surely, it cannot be...?

"Hazel was barely alive in the lab. Angor was so engrossed in his results, he was too blind to see that Hazel was dying every day because of that encounter with Number 6. Her privates were a big mess, an open wound. He did not bother to get her treated or anything, he just gave the pills that'll keep her alive a little more every day." He exhaled painfully, "That child was dying..."

"It was you." Simon cut in then, his eyes widened, "It was you, right? You were the one that helped the prisoners escape, right?"

"I knew I had to do something then. I could not take it anymore," Hector continued, "I just could not take it anymore. So, Immediately Angor turned his back, I walked into a sleeping Number 6's room and unlocked the padlocks of his chains. I left the lock of his cage unlocked too when I stepped out. Then, I took Hazel and ran."

"It was you, all along. You bastard! The facility was burnt to the ground because of you! Everyone died because of your useless feelings!" Simon raged.

Hector smiled then, "I was so glad to hear how Number 6 killed them all. I was so happy to hear that the facility burnt to the ground."

Simon was in a rage as he watched Hector. He tugged hard at his reins.

He cannot wait to get out of here and tell all this to the Facility!

But Hector was not done telling his story.

CHAPTER 14. THE FULL STORY OF THE PAST 2.

An hour has passed since Alphose found the Wolfhunters dead and their leader missing.

He'd come to the conclusion that the leader had aborted the mission when he saw the dead bodies of his colleagues, he might already be on his way to report back to his superiors, probably for reinforcements.

It's no longer safe for them to be here.

He came out of the shadows, looked around the hospital and followed the route he remembered Ismena had followed.

He has to get Ismena back to Naturiah. He'd seen the time when her mother left the hospital, so he knows it's only Ismena and her sick younger sister remaining in that room.

He got to a hallway where he didn't know which route to follow anymore. So, he closed his eyes and allowed his cougar's scene of smell to do the searching.

The scent of the Alpha King caressed his nose. He followed the scent until he arrived in front of a door. He knocked once and opened the door.

"Ismena, we have to go—" He stopped suddenly when he realized she had company. And the company was... Her.

The cougar stretched inside him and growled with pleasure.

"Alphose! What are you doing here!?" Ismena gasped in surprise. Then, she found out what she just did, her eyes widened more and she snapped her mouth shut.

But, then again, Sandra—always the smart one—already picked it up. Her own eyes widened, she looked at her friend, "You know him?"

Hector continued his story. "Hazel was barely conscious when I took her and ran, by the time I got far enough away from the facility, she'd lost full consciousness. I didn't want there to be problems when I arrive at the hospital carrying her—I didn't want to create any suspicions—so I laid her by the roadside, stayed in the nearby bush and waited."

"Thankfully, I didn't have to wait long. A young couple saw her and stopped to help her. I pretended to be a passerby who also saw what was happening and stopped to help with the situation. A few other cars stopped too. Together, we loaded her up and I directed them to the hospital where I want her to be treated."

Simon, in his chains was still trying to wrap his head around everything Hector was telling him.

"When Amelia heard her daughter has been found but she's in the hospital, she came running." Hector's eyes went hazy fled with memories, "I can still remember that look of relief in her eyes to have found her daughter alive but at the same time, the look of fear and horror at the condition of little Hazel."

"She stayed day and night in the hospital. For weeks. Hazel's condition was so bad that every day that passed, she goes one step closer to death. Her fever was 105 degrees, she had perin eal laceration so bad it was horrible and—"

"Wait, what's that?" Simon interrupted. He knows what perineal laceration is but maybe Hector doesn't, for him to associate it with this case.

Hector let out an empty laugh filled with pains, "You're a doctor too, Simon, so you know. Her vágina skin tore so bad down to her perineum. There was no demarcation left between her vagina hole and her asshole. That was how bad he tore her up." He stated without mincing words.

Simon winced. Okay, even he has to agree that that's a bad situation for a child to be in. "It must have hurt like hell." He grumbled.