CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FOUR

Azrael

"Imelda!!!." I screamed as she hurriedly ran out of the room.

But that didn't make her stabilize her pace or rather run a little bit slower. She kept sprinting like a wolf that was participating in a Marathon competition.

"Imelda!!." I yelled as I did my best to catch up with her.

Gawddd, how can a woman run so perfectly well and this fast even after all the horrible things that happened lately.

"Imelda." I called as I managed to outrun her and now I was standing right in front of my already pissed off Luna.

"What's your problem? Just let me be and do the right thing already." Imelda started wiping her face like an outstressed person.

"Fine….I mean, yes. Why not? But where are you running to?." I asked as her words kept replaying in my ears like some eerie music that sounded like torture itself. "Maybe I should just fall off a cliff."

"I'm running to get as far away as possible from any member of this pack, precisely I'm running to the comfort of the solitude of my own room ...