Chapter 79


    Chapter 79


    I was so tired, I didn’t have the energy to think about it anymore. After taking a bath, I went into my


    bedroom.


    1/3


    I slept until the next afternoon. It was nearly three, and my drowsiness seemed to be getting more


    serious, more prevalent. But for my heart condition and the fact I was in thest stages of heart failure,


    it was to be expected.


    Brushing it off, I focused on holding on for as long as possible.


    Everyone died sooner orter. My turn was justing sooner


    rather thanter.


    I went into the kitchen and made a simple dinner of chicken breast and some carrots, then answered a


    video call from


    Harper.


    They had already arrived in Mysia and were ying by the


    sea.


    The sky was much bluer than in Arcadia, and the seawater was clear to the bottom. Nothing like the


    rivers andkes here


    in the Midwest.


    Harper was glowing, radiantly happy, and I was so very happy


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    for her and her new mate.


    2/3


    “Taya, it’s so beautiful here! We have toe back so you can see it,” Harper said.


    “I’d love that,” Taya responded softly.


    After chatting for a while about everything Harper had seen and eaten already, Damian called for


    Harper; it was time for


    their boat ride.


    Just as I was about to put down my phone and go back to eating dinner, WhatsApp dinged with a


    message.


    From Greyson.


    [Nightshade, presidential suite,e and see me.]


    I clenched the phone tightly and typed furiously. [How dare you to ask me to see you again?]


    There was only a slight pause before his response came through.


    [I want you.]


    I stared at those words, my face heating.


    [Youmitted a crime yesterday, yet you dare to message


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    me so boldly!]


    After I sent it with trembling hands, I immediately


    screenshotted it.


    3/3


    Although I didn’t have any surveince videos of him entering


    or.exiting the hotel room, surely these messages would count


    as some sort of evidence I could turn over to the shifter police.


    Rather than respond with words, Greyson sent photos.


    Rage consumed me.


    He’d taken nude photos of me!


    I zoomed in on them, looking closely. The angle of them was strange. It almost looked as if I had taken


    the initiative!


    [Come here. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee where these photos will appear.]Text ? by N0ve/lDrama.Org.