Chapter 0379
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I stare at the Lycan in shock. “No, you are wrong. You think you know something and you don''t. You don''t know her. You haven''t even given her a chance!" I defend Sammie.
"Can I tell her?" Damien asks Dane. His dark eyes lighting up.
"I think we should wait for Brax." Dane replies with a shrug of his shoulders.
My spine stiffens on its own ord and my body is immediately filled with dread. It would be him, Abraxas Adler. He would take the shot, I still didn''t understand why he hadn''t when he came to my house.
There''s an ufortable knot in my stomach that I cannot force down. One that wants me to flee, to escape the uncertainty. Fucking Human traits. “Just talk to her.” I plead. Sammie would hate being locked away, especially after five years of freedom.
"I''m not interested in what she has to say, not just yet." Dane tells me
I drop my gaze, there was no way I could overthrow these guys. I may have stood a chance once, but not anymore. And it seems like talking to them is bing a pointless task. But I had to try. I had to make them see that I was no longer a threat.
I clear my throat. "Why do you think that she talked me intoing back here?"
"Because that''s exactly what she did." I hear his deep voice from behind and then feel something pressing into the back of my head. I close my eyes and count, waiting. Would I even hear the sound or would I already be dead?
"Brax, put the gun down." Dane tells him.
It''s removed from my skull, but I continue to hold my breath. He didn''t have to obey Dane. Hunters didn''t work for anyone unless they chose too. So there was still a good chance he could blow my brains out at any second.
"Speak." Dane tells me. He stares at me and all I could wonder was how Neah liked them, his crimson eyes gave me the creeps.
"About what? I told them everything when they came to the house."
"Neah said that Samara was answering most of the questions." He tells me
"Because I had already told her everything. Sammie has a better way of getting things heard. Especially when there was a good chance I was going to be killed, given what I have done in the past!"
"But that''s not like you ir, is it?" Brax sneers. "You have always been one that likes to be heard. Or to have the lost word."
I bite my tongue, "Things change." I whisper. "You have got this wrong."
"Nah, you have." Brax grabs my chair
and spins me around to face him. "You know that I see things. I couldn''t quite work her out. There''s some truth in her words. And she words things carefully.. She has a front, a very good front, something that she has probably been working on for a long time. But she doesn''t have a scent."
"Neither do I." I snap
"You do," he tilts his head to one side. I know what he is doing. I''ve seen him do it before when he is
trying to see deeper into the soubetN?velDrama.Org is the owner.
swallow the lump in my throat, beads of sweat appear on my hairline. Being nervous was a new feeling too. I think I hate this more than I have ever hated anything.
"You smell like a Human, body odour and all. Whereas she has no scent. That''s why she wants to stay with you. Your scent is weak, but it still can attach itself to someone else. She needed it to rub off on her."
"W..what? No, she had her Lycan taken away just like I did."
The Hunter shakes his head at me, "Nope."
"You''re lying."
He smirks and shakes his head again. "I am not. You should know me better than that, ir."
"No one ispletely scentless." I scoff
"That is where you are wrong." He nces up behind me, like he is waiting for some sort of confirmation. "You passed two burnt out cars on your way here, correct."
I nod, "The first looked like the one you and Neah left in."
"The assholes driving the second car
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had no scent, nothing, just like your friend in the dungeon. The problem is, they Were Wolves. It seems somehow that they have been given something topletely conceal their scents. Just like your blonde friend."