Chapter 126

ZENEVIEVA'S POV

I have been walking without any direction for days now, my feet were sore, my back ached terribly and my throat itched in thirst.

I kept seeing houses from afar and walking towards them thinking that I'll reach there, perhaps I see any kind of heart to spare water or food but it was the total opposite as nothing was found, I kept going farther and farther till I could walk no more.

I wonder where the hell Marcella told her men to keep me for me to be so lost in this manner. I will give her a pound of flesh to eat if I ever come across her existence again.

I lay there on the floor, feeling too weak to move, and prayed for a Miracle to happen.

My wolf was extremely tired and weak to even support so we both lay there, half dead.

After what seemed like hours, I heard voices that made my heart race in anticipation, hoping they would catch a glimpse of my dying soul and they would surely die. I couldn't see them but I heard their scent as they walked closer.

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