Chapter 88
Lorik’s eyes flashed with something–anger, maybe? It was hard to tell. “Is that a threat?”
“Take it however you want,” I shot back, my voice steady even as my heart pounded in my chest.
He sneered, turning away from me. “Panther, send someone to take Luna back. From now on, she is not allowed to see me without my permission.”
“You think I’m looking forward to seeing you? Heh, Lorik, you’re so arrogant.” I said coldly as I took
one last look at him before turning around.
My words were clear and carried a piercing chill. “Don’t you regret it.”
Without waiting for a response, I turned on my heel and got into my car. The drive back to the pack house was a blur, my mind racing with thoughts I couldn’t control By the time I arrived, I felt numb, the cold reality of the situation settling over me like a heavy blanket
As I walked into the house, I noticed immediately that the group photo on the wall had been taken
down. It was a small detail, but it felt like the final nail in the coffin. Lorik had erased every trace of
what we once were, leaving nothing but emptiness in its place.
I stood in the living room, staring at the blank space on the wall where the photo had once hung. My
whole body felt like it was freezing from the inside out, the blood in my veins turning to ice. How
could everything have changed so drastically in just one night?
The night was already late, the darkness outside pressing in on me from all sides. The moonlight
filtered through the windows, casting an eerie glow across the room. I sat down on the couch, feeling
utterly lost. My mind was in turmoil, a whirlwind of emotions that I couldn’t seem to control.
Minutes turned into hours, and I sat there, staring blankly into the darkness. I didn’t even notice
when a figure entered the room, his footsteps soft on the wooden floor. It wasn’t until he was
standing in front of me that I looked up, my eyes meeting Narik’s concerned gaze.
“What are you doing here so late at night, Shirley?” Narik’s voice was gentle, a stark contrast to the
harsh words I had exchanged with Lorik earlier.
I managed a weak smile, though it didn’t reach my eyes. “Couldn’t sleep.”
Narik sat down beside me, his presence comforting in a way I hadn’t expected. “Had a fight with
him?”
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Inodded, not trusting myself to speak. The pain was still too raw, the wound too fresh
He hesitated for a moment before asking, “Because of what? Does it have anything to do with me?
His question caught me off guard, and for a moment, I didn’t know how to respond. Wet then the words came tumbling out, and I told him everything–what Lorik had done, what he had said to me. Narik listened quietly, his expression a mix of shock and concern,
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