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017. The Night He Lost Control

Author: Nightingale
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-06 23:59:47
Blake’s POV:

I pushed the door open so fast that it almost hit the wall. My breathing was everywhere, chest rising like I just ran a marathon. Actually, I did. My legs were burning, and my heart was still stuck in my throat.

Alex was half lying on the bed, his injured shoulder stiff, and he winced the moment he saw me.

“Come slowly, idiot,” he said with a small groan, “what happened? You will break the door like this.”

I tried catching my breath. “Couldn’t… let anyone catch me.”

He frowned. “Why? Where did you go?”

I rubbed the sweat from my forehead. “Outside the academy boundary. Midnight area. I went to meet my mom.”

Alex’s eyes widened so big, I thought they will fall out.

“Are you mad, Silver? They can throw you out! What kind of stupidity is this?”

“Relax,” I said, waving my hand. “You worry too much. Now just drink this.”

He stared at the small metal flask in my hand like it was poison.

“As if I am a five-year-old kid who will obey your order,” he muttered.

I rolled my eyes so h
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