288-1 Am Guilty.

Maura's POV:

"I am sorry I almost forgot your mother is a weredragon," he then shook his head and rolled his eyes, trying to stay awake.

"It is okay/ I said as I kept staring at him. He hadn't said anything bad or expressed his anger towards my requesting of him to help a weredragon, but I am guessing he was going to do it now.

"Maura! It is will be a bit difficult to help you but I will do my best. She is a weredragon and I believe she is at a point where she needs to transition and recover from the years of long torture. I will suggest you don't give her the pills immediately and let her transform into a safe environment," he mumbled under his breath, scratching his stomach and gulping down the rest of the wine.

He was wasted at this point, so I couldn't argue with him about how once she transitions, somebody will see and hurt her.

So I didn't do much and helped him walk over to the couch and lie down.

"You need to rest,' I said to him, taking the bottle out of his hand and leaving it near the table.

“The mountain has some hunters—so be wary of the —area and don't go around—,“ he was speaking in his sleep at this point. I watched him change his side and doze off.

room that then opened to the living room. There was another room on the opposite side of this room and with that room was a kitchen. My mother was sleeping in that room and since we haven't removed the shackles from around her wrist yet, I didn't fear her transitioning. Zane had fallen asleep on the living room couch. I found some

guilt inside me that wouldn't let me rest. Although I was tired, I just

was doing so much for me and I did this to her," I rubbed my

tried giving myself an explanation, but nothing seemed appropriate enough

seemed like unintentionally I grew jealous of Beatrice. It has to be in the back of my hand that I didn't think twice and handed that poor girl to that heartless

guilt and memory of Beatrice's innocent face, I realized I need to correct what I did

I could have asked Zane and come clean to him, but I feared

her up, so

in a hurry and started walking

be that far for me since I was used

to rush. After sprinting as if my life depended on it, I

first time that I have

and noticed the house was engulfed in silence. He has to be in the basement. Just the thought of him hurting Beatrice made me want to hit myself. It was all my fault. God

open. He had been doing this for so long that he didn't fear anybody

the side and hid behind the

him march upstairs and then head toward the door to peek

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