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Chapter 13: Dark Clouds
Scar jerked up from the bed, sweating heavily. “Father!” he screamed, rushing to find his father… to save him… or anything.
A hand held Scar firmly, and he struggled hard against his assailant.
“Darell.”
It was like cold water poured upon him, jolting him to full wakefulness. Scar ceased his struggles and allowed his eyes to be accustomed to his surroundings. Simi was sitting on the bed beside him, and a middle-aged Omega servant, Moses.
Scar groaned at the splitting headache that hit him, raising a hand to his head.
“Young master, are you all right?” Moses held him by the sides and asked.
“Don’t call me that…” Scar hissed, pushing Moses’s hands off him as he struggled to his feet.
“Darell…” Simi tried to stop him from standing, but seeing he would not accept, she supported him to his feet. “You need to rest Darell,&rd
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