Chapter 65C

Monica's pov

While in the black cities*

I observed the situation well as I reached them but it was as if they were interested in a particular thing as they had tried to cuddle themselves together in the middle of an ongoing war.

I could not understand why they had decided to that but I tried to reach out to them

As I approached them I was disturbed by the ongoing war that had me triggered down to my nerves.

Wolves were on top of each other and they killed each other as if nothing happened.

They were not concerned with the killings but they were only concerned of who was going to take the power that would come after that

I looked up into my hands and I saw my hands stained with the blood of my father, I could not imagine but I had to burst out in tears just because of this.

My heart kept beating so hard that I could not even think of a thing. That feeling that your father had to die in your hands were one of the things that had continued to chase me down.

I was lost in tears and becaus