Chapter 1842

Moss let out a quiet snort and then slowly rose.

He gently covered Melon with the blanket, careful not to wake him.

Melon didnt stir, lost in the embrace of sleep.

A glint of metal caught Moss eye-a dagger, lying within easy reach.

He picked it up, its weight familiar in his hand.

His expression hardened as he looked from the blade to the sleeping Melon.

For a long moment, he stood motionless, lost in thought.

Then, with deliberate slowness, Moss raised the dagger, aiming it at Melon.

In the dead of night, Melon was jolted awake by the potent smell of blood.

flashed through his mind, causing him to sit up abruptly in bed, gasping for air. Instinctively, Melon reached out for Moss beside him, only to discover the bed

out into the darkness, Moss! At that moment, a clicking sound filled the room, and the room was suddenly flooded

the abrupt brightness just as he heard Moss annoyed voice, saying, Why are you shouting? Relieved to hear Moss, Melon quickly looked in the direction of

spotted Moss sitting in a chair, shirtless, removing the bandages from his shoulder and tossing them onto

from his shoulder with a

his forehead was lined

he bit his lip, refusing to

unsure if he was

grabbed some tissues from the table and tiptoed over to Moss, his face alight

Thank goodness, youre alive.

you might have died

are you standing so close? Step back,

was standing dangerously close as if he had no fear of the

stern rebuke, Melon stumbled backward a couple of steps, still holding the tissues, his

sweating a lot and just wanted to

Melon said this, his expression turned to one

turned

didnt know why Moss was

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