All Chapters of The Devil's Protection: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Orabella:Tears filled my face when I saw the man standing before me. It seems that whenever I am most desperate, he appears in front of me.Vincent's face was dark, but I was not afraid; on the contrary, seeing the light in a dark place made me want to rush to catch that light.I wanted to struggle but could only impotently lie down and look at Vincent for help. Before I arrived, Clement had his men give me some medicine. I don't know it well, but after I drank it, my body had no strength left, even weaker than when I was starving.Seeing Vincent motionless, I looked at him with teary eyes. Did he misunderstand me and Clement? But this situation is hard not to misunderstand. I was half-full on the bottom, and Clement covered himself with me, his knees propped between my knees, head down."Oh, I thought that a big character who is not afraid of death would dare to appear in my area and be wild. Unexpectedly you." Clement smiled faintly, getting up from my body. "What are you doing her

"I'm sorry, Jake," Aboli whispered in her mouth, more tears spilling out of the corners of her eyes.At a time when Aboli thought that by putting all the blame on Jake, she would live, but she didn't know; after what she did, Vincent hated her to the bone.Vincent sat me down in a chair, then walked over to Aboli.At this time, Aboli also sensed the danger; she stepped back, tears streaming down her beautiful face. She kept trembling and asked. "Vincent, what are you going to do? I don't…"He bent down to pick up the knife, carefully examined it, and then mercilessly made a few cuts in Aboli's face. Blood splattered everywhere, some even splashing on Vincent's white shirt. Aboli's scream echoed throughout the house.Vincent's face was devoid of any emotion, turning Aboli's face into a net of wounds. I couldn't help but frown and turn away when I saw this scene.Aboli couldn't have died from those injuries; she was screaming on the floor, her face covered in pain. Vincent didn't mind h

There was a little silence inside the curtain, but I could still feel the warm, impatient air. I slowly approached, reaching out to lift the curtain. Why is the curtain so heavy today that I have to use all my strength to pull it off?The solid wall of my heart fell when I saw my mother.I almost didn't recognize her. My mother used to be the most beautiful woman, but now she is pale and yellow like someone with a long illness, so thin that her cheekbones are high. The hair that used to be smooth, always well-groomed, is now also messy. Trembling, I walked over, touched my mother's cold hands, then looked down at her wrists. A pair of oversized handcuffs hugged my mother's slender wrists, leaving bruises like a sharp knife that slashed at my heart, leaving a deep wound.I choked, unable to say a word.My mother hugged me and burst into tears. I tried to hug my mother tightly, afraid she would disappear if I loosened, just like in my previous dreams."Mommy…" I couldn't help but cry li

Vincent:I don't know how long I've been trapped in this forest; I only know that dangers are lurking around that I can't judge. A few hours ago, I forced all my subordinates to wear bracelets that would help restrain the wolf in them. I assumed it would be easy to control, but then I thought I was wrong.The prisoners inside the prison used this opportunity to riot, the guards couldn't transform, and their strength was naturally balanced. And inside the seventh cellar, a fierce battle existed before I arrived. The narrow basement reeked of blood, the bodies were lying on the ground, and the prisoners had all escaped.Today's moon was exceptionally bright, covering the forest with a veil like a large net. I always avoid looking directly at it. Although werewolves of the Alpha bloodline will be less affected and can still control their beastly nature, it is not entirely unaffected. I discovered that every time I look at it without paying attention, my mood is very uncomfortable, and my

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke again, I found myself lying in an unfamiliar room. The four walls are all white, the ceiling is white, and even the curtains are white. The cold white makes me shiver when I think of some of the horror movies I've seen before or the most evil secret cells in the world.Thinking about it made me scared to sit up; the sweat on my forehead dripped down the corners of my eyes. I blankly looked around the room; the smell of disinfectant rose, making me squint to evaluate. I bet I'm in the hospital, which calms me down.I shook my numb wrist; a transparent tube on my wrist was slowly infusing a liquid solution into my body. My chest was cold; I lowered my eyes to realize I was shirtless because my whole body was covered with bandages like a mummy.The fragmentary memories slowly reappeared in my mind; I was tricked and taken to a demonic place and was attacked by a gray wolf. I would have died if Vincent hadn't arrived in time.Remembering Vinc