I am cold. "Don't act like a child; honesty isn't befitting a Luna."“I said I never wanted to be Luna. If I became Luna and had to get rid of the emotions of a human and then become ruthlessly murderous, then I don't need that illusory position. I would rather be who I am so my soul can be at ease. How much blood was on the hands of the Alphas? Is it possible that you have never felt a pang of conscience in your hearts?" Erza's voice was initially sweet and pleasant, but now every word was like a knife in my ear, and I could feel the anger that was contained in those tiny words.I frowned, not expecting that one day she would dare to talk to me in the same tone of voice. I am Alpha, my command is supreme, and no one has dared to oppose it, but Erza is an exception. She always has her own opinion and defends it fiercely, but unfortunately, our ideas are not the same.There's one more thing I don't understand, why would she hurt and blame me for someone like Rowan? He and Red River alw

My thoughts differ from my father's; I don't consider myself an honest person or a gentleman. But I have my ideas. I think I'm strong enough that I don't need anyone to protect me, and most of all, I consider my Beta or Delta to be my comrades, not a shield to sacrifice.I turn my eyes to Jason; he was wearing a rather loose dark blue shirt today, one hand casually in his pocket, the other with just an empty arm. His left hand was bitten off when he tried to protect Titus.Titus also realized what I was thinking but chose to ignore it.I tapped my fingers on the arm of the chair; if he understood my thoughts, I could read his thoughts.What made him rush to come here was not to ask about my health, but it was related to Brian, in his eyes, a traitor worthy of being chopped to pieces.But I never cared about his grudges when I was young, but when I took over and became Alpha, I seriously thought about it too. If one day Max betrays me, what will I do with him?Will I hunt down and kill

I frowned without answering. It's not that I don't trust him, but my anxiety is too great right now. I don't allow any mistakes to happen now because I know that if anything happens to her, I won't live.But then, my prayer was also approved by God. Lagan has successfully stopped Erza's bleeding; other injuries are not problematic, and as long as they are bandaged, they will be fine."She's not dangerous anymore." Lagan sighed and sat down on the chair next to him.I looked at her with indescribable bitterness, now profoundly regretting leaving her alone."There won't be the next time, I promise you." When I finished, I lowered my head and kissed her forehead with all tenderness.Seeing her broken shirt hurt me even more, but I couldn't change it for her because if Erza woke up and found out about it, she would be angry. I walked out, and the maid from earlier was still there waiting for orders.“Go find a clean shirt and replace Erza; remember to be gentle,” I said with a tired voice

And when I fell into despair, that strange voice invaded me again. It directs my body to do things I don't want to. I have broken furniture in the room, starting with small things like picture frames, glasses, water bottles, and night lights, then more important things like glass doors and beds. I lowered my head, looking down at my hand: ten clean fingertips, neatly trimmed nails. But my fingernails grew long, black, and sharp as a blade in seconds. It was the same thing that had scratched the bed sheets, torn open the curtains, and caused a fatal wound to the chest.But here I am now, in the brand new bed, the clean white sheets smelling of fresh flowers in the room and the delicate cream drapes. Everything was fresh and tidy as if nothing had happened in this room. Even so, those memories cannot be erased from my mind. I still vividly remember my actions, I'm not sure, but I think I might have gone mad.I put my hand on my chest, and a thick layer of ice rose, hidden behind a weak,

The last thing I saw was Ryan's worried face and voice calling my name.I've discovered that I've become weaker and weaker lately; why do I keep fainting and burdening others?Just like Blake said, I'm a useless loser.In my confusion, I felt my body lifted, accompanied by Ryan's voice encouraging me. He touched my back with something soft; I'd just been placed on the mattress.So tender, I nostalgia leaving his warmth.Even though I couldn't hear what Ryan said clearly after that, I knew that Ryan didn't leave me because I always smelled his unique scent.I don't know how long it took, but then I felt someone touch the wound on my chest. The person's movements were gentle, but they didn't alleviate the bone-chilling pain radiating through my body. My body twitched, and I instinctively struggled, but fortunately, someone stopped me.Ryan squeezed my hand. Maybe I'm dreaming because I feel something warm fall on the back of my hand; it's like... tears. It was that thing that eased the