---- Tam sorry Zarian....
My beautiful daughter.
Momma couldn''te back to you and love you....
as she promised.
Tam so....
Sorry.
1 ---- eee Chapter 204 Minutes pass, I was waiting for my end.
But it never came.
Rather I hear an agonising scream and I snap open my eyes to see the monsters paw inches away from me.
He was trying to move forward.
To tear me.
But he couldn''t...
Only one person could do this.
My eyes steer to where he wasying and my stopped heart learned to beat again.
Adrian was stillying on his stomach, his body on the ground.
His one arm was extended towards us, controlling the monsters shadow.
His damp hair had been opened and was falling on his bloodshot eyes which were disorientedly looking at us.
Blood drops dribbled down his right brow to fall on his cheek and my stomach churns as I find half of his face covered in blood.
---- There was a very deep w gash on his forehead He was bloody, his body was trembling, teeth cluttered together.
Yet his hand doesn''t lower.
He continues to hold back the monster.
" Little Rabbit...
Go! I can''t hold hi-m much longer!" He speaks through his bloody teeth and lips and I push my aching body back.
I gulp to escape the monsters shadow and hold a tree bark to lift myself up.
My body protests, my knees buckle but soon I could walk.
I look at him and he was screaming at me.
" Aggh Sier! Hurry up! Gooooo!" I push my legs to move, the beast growls, thrashing, trying to reach me but he couldn''t.
Holding my bleeding leg I had barely reached halfway when my steps stop.
What am I doing? ---- os Adrian has already lost too much blood.
He wasying in a bloody pool.
If I leave him......
he will not survive this.
No one wille to save him.
He is sacrificing himself for the entire wolfkind.
He is a true hero.
A true King in all senses who never abandons his people even when his people abandon him.
" Sierra gooo! Why did yo-o stop! Go dammit! My back was to him.
Tears were streaming down my eyes, my chest was heaving and I load unload my fists.
How can he say that? Despite everything....
Despite all the darkness he has lived in...
how can he have so light inside him.
They...
are wrong when they call me the prodigy.
Te was the real prodigy.
The unsung hero who never came into the light.
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