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nothing could come out, my gaze frantically moved

s though he couldn't believe I would have done

eving that I was capable of killing the fat

at were present and ordered that

and began to pull me away, "Please, let me go. Peter! Peter!" Screaming at the top of my lungs just to get his

and the metal bars were jammed shut, the clickin

ng... the truth. I had no part in this... you have to believe me please," the tears brimmed at t

the cells, "I pray your execution is long and painful," the guard sniffed a

ave to believe me, I didn't kill him," the pitch of my voice increased as I watche

calling out to anyone if they could hear me, at the same time begging to see Peter just o

lly broke down, my hands pressed against the metal bars as they slid downwar

e world ju

moment were blurry. One minute I am celebrating my consummation with m

him, there was no way I

that he died in my hands, there had to be a foul play

d him, there was a war brewing and the alpha is the pillar that we all h

I may have a few enemies in the pack, a few of them that didn't

of the hinges brought my attention to them as I shot to my feet, the guard walked into the

and exited the dungeons without

couldn't be held back any longer as they dripped down like a

le soul had come down to visit, not even Peter. I had tried to keep myself awake but the exh

kept me in place, rather, I was standing in front of a large crowd in the

oice ordered with irritatio

I saw it, almost a dozen wolves, their fangs bare

ed from my eyes, my gaze flickered t

before he turned away from me. Those few seconds there was sadness and distr

imagined that he would be the only one to beli

in the clearing with

I couldn't outrun the wolves as I was too weak, fumbling and stumbling over log

my lungs, thrashing violently. In a blink of an eye, it

clutching my throat vehemently for any signs of injury, my brea

dream, it wa

oled. It felt more than just a dream

dea