Chapter 81

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Darius’ POV

By the time I returned back to the hotel, it was almost midnight. I dismissed my men and asked them all to get a good night’s rest including the ones left behind at the hotel for Angela’s safety.

Although I’d thought Angela would be asleep by the time I returned, the scenario I met was different. I opened the door to see her sitting on the bed, holding the stone the late woman gave her. She looked up at me as soon as she heard the door open and I saw her eyes filled with tears.

My hands were a bit b l o d y so I quickly hid them behind my back.

“I think I’m a bad person, Darius,”

“Why would you say something like that?” I asked her. She was being too hard on herself.

“She remembered me even when she was dying and I totally forgot about her,”

e like we think. Even if we lose memories of them, our soul always remembers

“You didn’t forget about her. We don’t really forget about other people!

them,”

*She wanted to pay for my therapy after what happened but I said no.5

“Why?” I hated therapy but I still wouldn’t undermine its effectiveness.

She didn’t have to. She insisted and I lied to her that I already did,”

I sat at a distance from her because I didn’t want her to notice the blood stain on my hand and my shi

“I didn’t want to go to therapy,”

“Therapy is helpful sometimes,”

“Have you ever gone to one?” She asked.

I was a disturbed pup. He took me for woll therapy but nothing changed. It even got worse.

didn’t go to therapy because it was a human world and they wouldn’t just be able to relate to werewolves and also, I was

“Like the police did,”

un…” she paused. I clicked my tongue and almost cursed

“How did you know?”

“What?”

said the

“It was an assumption, don’t take it too

me. All of a sudden, I was worried about what her reaction would be. Maybe I should

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Chapter 81

taking

forced to look at her. She was staring

to wipe it off a handkerchief I could

Whose blood is that?” She asked worriedly.

dead.

and the way she looked at me as if it’d

not my

on your skin. It should

truth. It’s not my blood. It’s somebody else’s blood. You’ll believe me after I take a

at me before I could even stand up from

you do, Darius? Did

commit a murder in a human world. If I was really interested in killing that b a

a a r d

ignore it, she still wouldn’t drop the matter so it would be better to just tell now. “The b a s t ad who

hands through her hair and mumbled

not being

did? He had the audacity to babble about

“What did he say?”

that mattered. He got taught a

is never

face and kissed her forehead. “Yes, baby, I know. But it’s the only language I understand especially for people

“You could’ve gotten hurt,”

worried

you can see, I’m perfectly fine. You don’t have to worry about a

p i d thing next time, let me know

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