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Chapter 90: Vendetta
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Just like any other movie or story – it must end. The bad guy finally sprouted like a mushroom, I conversed with him, he plotted murder, and he was so ugly. Because of my coercion, he took me on his journey, with the help of others of course, Lea was pushing my wheelchair while Azi and Neneuis were on my side, and Blake and Tyler lead the way. “It’s not like I’m doing this for you. That idiot brother of Tyler killed someone close to me too.” Neneuis made clear while they were walking to enter the forest, I’m wheelchair-bound for the rest of my life, so Lea just wheeled me. “You’re pertaining to Lukas, right?” I replied, confident that she was talking about him because there’s only him, right?Neneuis smirked. “Not entirely, I’m doing this for myself also,” she said, then walked past us. Her outfit was back to the emo girl that I first met, she was wearing a black square-neck sleeveless blouse tucked in a brown wrap-around skirt and a black belt hugging her legs, because of her sh
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Ahhh…I should just choose to stay in the town where I was raised, in the house of my father, and watched Priti grow, I want to say to everyone that I’m honored to have her as a sister. I should just forget about the wolves and didn’t force to see the ending, who was my real parents, and why Artha steal me from my birth mother. I shouldn’t stay curious, I should just stay silent and uphold my peace. Then, I wouldn’t have to witness a fire, and blood spilled in the air, if only I didn’t get angry and pursued revenge on my father, I wouldn’t have had to meet the legendary wolf. Maybe that’s his reason all along. He wanted me to stay by his side until he found my birth mother. He had to lie about his love story and keep secrets from me, and on the paper, I saw his name signed aside from the blank that I needed to sign. It just meant that he now let me become his neighbor. That was ironic. The house burned down, and I almost lived in his mansion for how long, it’s a pity that it was b
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 1: The Reasons of Meeting Mr. Wolf
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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 3: Daddy's girl
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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 4: Farmhouse
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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf 5: Close to Him
I pushed my head back and whispered the same. “Who are you?” I tried to take the image of the man in front of my face, he was taller than me and has curly hair, a square jaw, and amber eyes. I squinted my eyes and gave him a knotted forehead. “This is my house.” “No, this is obviously my house,” he said in a serious tone as if he was lecturing a five-year-old who doesn’t understand a candy cost money and trespassed on his property. I blinked and pointed at the knob with the key. “But the key fits, I opened the door, this is my house.” He looked at me appraisingly for a moment, The man was about twenty-five and looks like a rugby player, his stature towered me so well that I can hide in his strong muscly body comfortably, it didn’t compare to my fragile little one. “Look here, Miss.” “This is my house.” He kept on staying firm with his words. Playing tough, eh? “I inherited this from my mother who just recently passed away,” I pulled the paper I got from Mr. Stanley and showed it
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Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 90: Vendetta
I was blind. I knew there was something behind his force smile, and his gestures, and all. But who am I not to pull on security when I don’t know what to believe. Am I going to trust him or his brother? Who’s telling the truth? Of course, the rational sense to believe on someone was with Tyler, I should’ve believed in him and maybe the night won’t end so bland, I enjoyed the longest time with him, and I’m happy and at peace compared to his brother who I just met, he said he lurks in the shadows and have a creepy conversation with me at one moment, it sure gives me a warning sign and I almost believed in him. But who am I to believe Tyler was the one killing my friends? He clearly denied it and I wanted to believe him so bad but I couldn’t agree with him at that night, there’s a voice saying I should not, obviously part of that was the last words of Lukas. “Harriet, whatever his brother said to you, believe him.” What kind of sentence was that? Why does it have a double meaning
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I tried to asked him what he meant but he closes his eyes and I froze, that’s it? I leaned down to his chest but I didn’t feel a heartbeat, I wiped the tears from the back of my hand, I’m not disappointed, I just realized that this was more painful than learning your mother had died. In this, I witnessed him catch his last breath, he told me his last word, I was with him just a moment ago, why did it have to happen like this? Then I remember, the headlights that focused on us, my tears-stricken face turned around, the smoke and mist lights up from the headlights, dusts and particles made me realize that it was cold and it was night, no one’s supposed to be roaming around, but me, and the one who killed Lukas. I narrowed my eyes and focused onto the man who was on the car, like me, he was also frozen on his seat, I stood up and step forward, trying to recognize who was he. The road ends up at the beginning of the alleyway, it was a dead end here, if he did not purposedly drive on
Exchange Help with Mr. Wolf Chapter 88: No One's Getting Killed
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