An Image of Distress

Nelson's POV

I stared at the angry face of Tinox, looking away, I began to pace around biting my lower lip harder than I have ever done before.

"I don't know what else to believe, everything around me is just driving me insane and I don't think that I can handle it anymore"

Tinox nodded, "You should take the remaining day off in your chamber and think deeply about this decision you are about to jump in. Don't think outside the box, it's best you think from within and not do something that will jeopardize the safety of this pack and that of your regimen. This isn't something you have to throw away, I won't fold my hands and watch it slip away, no way will I do such. So you have to think about a decision before embarking on it. Do not make a decision you will end up regretting, your subjects need you, do not forget this"

Hearing his words, I walked out of the hall boiling deeply in anger.

Do my subjects need me?

A subject who decided to betray me and bring down my regime.

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