Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 253

Somebody’s got a hit out on you. Don’t blame us for what’s coming.” The ringleader, brandishing a knife, was hell–bent on taking me out.

Coly mustered its last ounce of strength and lunged forward.

What dark thoughts could a dog harbor? It knew only one thing: to protect me at all costs.

Argh!” My head throbbed as if it were about to explode.

Flashes of memories surged through my mind.

A frail little pup, barely alive after its birth, its stray mother was stoned to death by a gang of kids.

The mother dog, dragging her weary body, was just trying to scrounge some scraps to feed her litter.

But those kids, it seemed, found pleasure in cruelty, pelting the dog with rocks mercilessly. From the moment of birth, the nature of good and evil is etched within us. Some manage to curb their malevolence, letting benevolence steer their course; others forsake all goodness, becoming slaves to their wickedness.

Those kids didn’t think they were in the wrong. It was the primitive, cruel gene within humanity.

They delighted in tormenting creatures weaker than themselves, finding joy in their pain.

lost!” The me in the memory was just a kid, too, wielding a brick larger than my own head, slamming it emotionlessly into the forehead

puppy.

and he burst into

hurt?” I grasped his hair, asking coldly. “Does getting hit by

the crying boy alone. “See, you know what pain feels like, too.”

berating my own,

got the injured dog to the vet, but the poor thing didn’t

the only one from the litter, a

fearsome girl was never without her equally fearsome hound.

she is, run!

seemed terrified at the mere sight of

can’t go on like this. She’s too cold, too

did we commit to

pray to God, I’ll do anything just to see my daughter healthy

memory, my parents cried

are mature treatments available now. If you can bear it, we’ll send Phoebe to him.”

You want to send her to