CHAPTER 122: Boris

AURORA-

I run away, Azrael must've told him, he’s too honest. Zeus’ anger, no one knows it better than me. I can’t even look at Azrael.

There’s nothing I can but feel helpless, I’m the problem, I say nothing,

I wish could feel nothing as well.

This is just too much, I see the doctors giving up, they came out with heads staring at the floor. All three of us rush to know what’s happening.

“We’ve taken the bullet out but, if he doesn’t wake up soon, I’m afraid he’ll land in coma.” The doctor sighed leaving.

Zeus’s eyes on me and I look away, I don’t know yet what to feel. This gun in his hands is creating a huge wall between us.

We wait,

we wait,

for hours, we see the sun setting down but none of us thinks of moving our asses up. As if sitting here would heal him.

“Azrael…” I heard an old, wrinkly voice. The chef!! He’s here. I want to hide before me blames me. I want to jump into a deep ocean.

“A---alpha… where’s Azrael?” I see tears in his eyes as he pleads before him. “What did my so