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Aysel: The Wolves Run

[Earlier]

I walk back to my room in a daze. Something really changed in our relationship, huh? The dynamic just… shifted. I contemplate if I made a mistake in handing the notebook over to Azriel. What if he has other motives and my brother died because of him, but… but he doesn’t seem to be someone of that sort. He is crude and rough but not cruel.

‘What would you say of his indifference then?’ Amaia counters.

I remain silent as I enter the room and close it. My body feels sore. When I returned, I had to hurry and change my clothes. Now that I am relieved of my duty, I shuffle to the washroom and hop in the shower.

The scalding warm water cascades down my back, relieving my sore muscles. My thoughts run wild; my chest feels heavy as I recount the evening. Shouldn’t I have been doing the bargaining? Why did Azriel keep me by his side as if I were just an arm candy?

‘He doesn’t trust you,’ Amaia states matter-of-factly.

He doesn’t. He still doubts my abilities. I know I have a lot to le
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