Chapter sixty-eight

What is Jade fucking doing here?

I thought that we parted ways not a minute ago.

I felt Albin's grip on me tighten as he dangerously glared at Jade.

"MINE!" I heard him let out a possessive growl, securing his territory.

"She is not yours because if she is yours then she shouldn't have blood dripping down her face," Jade disagreed with him.

What's wrong with him?

Does he know that he could get himself killed right now?

Albin is a physco creature, a mad one like that. He should behave himself before it gets hard for him.

And besides, why does he act like he cared when I was his next prey to slash off her head and serve to his master?

I glared at Albin as I noticed his grip on my hand tightened.

"I said that she is mine and mine," he snarled.

"Then why is she dripping blood?"

Albin stopped and turned to stare at me before letting out a dangerous growl.

"You just leave me," I spit at his face, causing him to quickly snap his face to the other side.

"You heard her, let go," Jade yelled.