Chapter 84

As I walked through the empty streets of the city, my heart felt heavy with grief. My beloved Amelia was gone, taken from me by the cruel machinations of the dark organization. I couldn't help but blame myself for her death, for not being there to protect her.

But now, as I was surrounded by the oppressive concrete jungle, I felt like a hunted animal. The organization was after me, and I had to stay on the move to avoid their grasp. I knew that they would stop at nothing to get me, just like they did with Amelia.

I tried to keep a low profile, but it wasn't easy. Everywhere I went, I felt like eyes were on me, watching my every move. It was a constant state of fear and paranoia that was slowly driving me mad.

One day, as I was walking down an alley, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around to see a group of men in suits approaching me, their faces hidden behind masks.

"Alpha Augustra," one of them said in a monotone voice, "you are under arrest for the murder of Amelia."

"What? Th