Chapter 61 I’ll do it

(Lionel's POV)

"Okay, I'll do it," I said without hesitation.

Werewolves were afraid of silver, as it could burn and even kill them. But if it could save Rylee?

I would give my life to save her, not to mention just a right arm.

I picked up the dagger and brought it down quickly into my arm.

The blade slid through my flesh easily like a hot knife slicing through butter, right through the bone, and deep through my arm. A burning feeling flared up instantly, and intense pain shot through me that I could hardly stand.

However, to save Rylee, this pain was nothing.

I gritted my teeth and pulled out the dagger, letting the blood flow freely as I tossed the blade aside. I threw the blood-soaked dagger to the floor and, in severe pain, said to Bruce, "Now, give me back my Rylee."

Bruce looked from my rapidly festering wounds to my face, looking at me like I was a monster.

"You're nuts... You're insane!" Bruce exclaimed, shaking his head stiffly, his face filled with disbelief.

I approached h