No one is Getting in

Darun was in his father’s office for a while. When he finally walked out, there was nothing particularly strange about him, apart from how stiff his body looked, and the way he carried himself.

The moment he managed to get to his room, he moved towards his bed as quickly as he could and fell on his bed with a big plop, lying on his face and biting his lips to temper the pain he felt.

Before he left his father's office he had already swallowed high-grade pills, and he could feel them already working. Coupled with his werewolf genes the bloody scars would disappear in time, almost like they had never been there.

Darun laid there with a hopeless expression on his face, deciding the moment he got back that he had to move to the new palace.

“The more people are around the less he would want to hurt me,” Darun thought, knowing that even if he spoke up about his father’s hidden sadistic nature, no one would care, as long it didn’t affect their lifestyle in any way, especially his mother.

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