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.

to my head. “As a child, my father thought I was a disturbed pup. He took me for woll therapy but nothing changed. It even got worse. I pranked the therapist and he

a human world and they wouldn’t just be able to relate to werewolves

“Like the police did,”

tongue and almost

“How did you know?”

“What?”

just said the police

to cover it up. “It was an assumption, don’t take it

sudden, I was worried about what her reaction would be. Maybe I

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Chapter 81

before taking that

at her. She was staring at my hand.

off a handkerchief

Whose blood is that?” She asked worriedly. I could

dead.

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

not my

then? It’s on your skin. It should be your blood,” she

my blood. It’s somebody else’s blood. You’ll believe me after I take a shower and you see that it’s really not

before I could even stand up

Darius?

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

mouth dropped open. “What b a a r d

matter so it would be better to just

and mumbled some incoherent words under

not being serious

supposed to sit back and let him get away with what he did? He had the audacity to babble about it in front of me,” I clenched my

“What did he say?”

mattered. He got taught a lesson and that’s

never

and kissed her forehead. “Yes, baby, I know. But it’s the only language I

“You could’ve gotten hurt,”

worried about

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

do such a s t u p i d thing next

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