Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 399

Chapter 399: Evil intent.

Leilani.

"Who are you?" The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop myself, and just as I did, the person moved— not closer to me but further away.

He took a staggering step back, his shoulders shrinking while he did so, giving the impression that he:

One, was probably afraid of me.

Or two, he was trying to ensure that I am NOT afraid of him.

But how could I not?

How could I swallow down my panic when there was a literal stranger standing before me? A stranger who smells like filth but smells... ’Lycanny.’

I know that’s not a word but that’s the only way I can describe the weird aura coming from him and the smell.

I hissed; "Please who are you?"

The person took another step back until he was almost standing by the door and then pulled his hoodie over his head to reveal striking blue eyes and a mane of brown hair whose tips had been dyed a Valemont shade of silver.

He wasn’t familiar .

I asked; "Who are you?"

A couple of seconds passed between us before he finally lifted his head to meet my eyes and when he did, a small frown tugged at the corners of his face as he drawled; "Gerald."

"Gerald who?"

"Gerald McCarthy."

The name rang no bells. It didn’t fill me with anything so I frowned deeply, crossed my arms over my chest and asked; "...please is there anything you want me to do for you?"

"No."

"Oh,"

"I just want you to leave NYC. I want you to go as far as possible for now. You could go anywhere, be it somewhere in Antarctica or even Africa. But leave NYC."

Something about his words made me frown. Deeply. I had no idea what he was talking about or why he would say that to me, and even though it was obvious that he was trying his hardest at being gentle and unimposing, I couldn’t still shake out the feeling that he could be dangerous.

That he was dangerous.

And as if seeing through my thoughts, he added; "I was sent here to kill you."

I froze. My breath hitched and the spatula, the one I couldn’t even remember when I picked it up slipped out of my hands. "Lady Keisha knows you’re still alive. If I am unsuccessful, she will send another and another, and she won’t stop until you’re... well, until you’re dead."

My heart sank as soon as I heard those words, and something akin to panic began to claw its way up my spine, causing the back of my head to feel swell with emotions. I shook my head, my body trembling as I asked him; "Why? I didn’t directly kill her daughter so why?"

While I talked, I noticed to my irritation that I sounded airy and high pitched, mostly due to fear. The corners of my eyes burned with tears and my lips, already dry and chapped, felt like it was breaking when my tongue darted out to lick them.

"I do not think she cares about that. I hardly even think she ever cared about her daughter, Grace. I think she has gone mad and wants you to go down while she does... but I won’t allow it."

"Why?" I couldn’t help but ask, my brows cocking as I watched him closely. "Why do you want to protect me?"

A flicker of something akin to annoyance crossed his face before he sighed and turned away, his voice small but cold as he drawled; "I am not trying to save you. I am trying to save her."

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