Chapter 78 Voluntary Death

I didn’t know that what I used to consider home would leave me with trauma. The last time I was here was when Maxwell held me captive. It was a long time ago, but being here somehow felt like it was from recent events.

The slope of the ground, the familiar twisting roots of the trees, and the fresh air this deep in the woods used to coat me with comfort after coming from a tiring hunt. Now, just being here felt like someone was squeezing my chest just to try and reach my heart. I tried my best to hide the fact that I was panting, but Ajax always pays close attention to me and immediately notices it.

Ajax was walking in front of me, trailing the path back to the lycans’ lair when he suddenly looks back upon noticing the change in my breathing. At first, it was just a short glance to check if he was hearing right. My face must have been more worrying than I thought because Ajax slides down the trail and hurries over to get to me.

Worry paints his face when he gently takes my should