Chapter Twenty-four

“Erasing Kayla's memory wouldn't stop her from figuring you out, Anthony. Kayla's curiosity is like her disease, one day she'd get to know about you still,” Dominic said immediately they got into a large room there in NHO, reserved specially for Anthony.

Anthony leaned his hands on a table, breathing heavily. The pain over intensified when he hadn't even gotten the bullet out. “Her curiosity is like a disease, that's why I mustn't let her suspect a thing,” he panted. He pulled his shirt and leaned forward on the table. It was time to get the bullet out, a painful moment he'd only experienced once, when he hadn't started dying. Shutting his eyes, he sucked in a deep breath and expelled it.

“I’d sit on the floor if I were you,” Dominic said, knowing the idea of standing while pulling out a bullet wasn't good. He watched how Anthony's breath gradually began to roughen, it was difficult for the dying hybrid. “While you do that, I'd prepare the neutralizers and your medications.” He walked