Chapter Sixty-Three: Pity

Maximus Walter Skyler P.O.V

It's already midnight but I'm still awake. Lying on my bed while staring at the ceiling. Thinking of the mistake I did. The sound of the rain can be heard outside my window. As the rain falls, my tears dripped from my eyes.

Freeda's image can't get out of my mind. Seeing her at that moment when she suffered made me feel the most painful thing. I've even hurt my brother, especially Flynn.

That's why I can't blame him for being rude to me, I can't be mad because it is my fault. If he will hate me, I can't do anything either. I can take it as long as he should not leave the pack.

I get up from my bed and leaned my back against the wall. Still thinking of what happened. Suddenly, I thought of going outside the house. I should need to take some fresh air. As I walk outside my door, I looked at Freeda's door on the other side.

My mind keeps bothering me to walk over there, but I'm too nervous to see Freeda and Flynn