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.

looking around to understand the layout of the house. There was a narrow hallway at the entrance, leading to a 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.

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

for me and I did this to her," I rubbed my hands

did whatever I have to do for my mother,' I tried giving myself an explanation, but nothing seemed appropriate enough to screw someone over like

in the back of my hand that I didn't think twice

innocent face, I realized I need to correct what

I could have asked Zane and come clean

I messed her up, so I should take responsibility for

hurry and started walking crazily towards

be that far for me since I was used

sprinting as if my life depended on it, I finally saw the house

that I

of him hurting Beatrice made me want to hit myself. It was all my fault. God

been

before slamming the door to get his attention. Right after that, I rushed over to the kitchen on the side and hid behind the wall. I was shaking while holding that

then head

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