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 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 blankets and other stuff, so I covered my mother and then

There was this guilt inside me that

to her," I rubbed my hands on

I have to do for my mother,' I tried giving myself an explanation, but nothing seemed appropriate

of

memory of Beatrice's innocent face, I realized I

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

anything, I messed her up, so I

left the house in a hurry and started walking crazily towards the

far for me since I was used

life depended on it, I finally saw the house

first time that I have come to fight Ubel. I was

the front 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

because the basement door was left open. He had been doing this for so long that he didn't fear anybody

after that, I rushed over to the kitchen on the side and hid behind the wall. I was shaking while holding that vase. Either I would save her or I

him march upstairs and then

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