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Chapter 78

Penulis: Gemma Adams
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-17 18:00:09

I stood there staring right at him, hoping he would make the right decision. At the same time, I knew I needed to be on my guard if he didn’t. It wasn’t like he even looked like he was pondering the idea. Instead, it seemed more like he was trying to stare me down, leave me intimated and afraid. After being with Brodie, he was fighting a losing battle. It would take more than someone like him to be able to leave me shaking in my shoes. “Not half-bloods, just you. I have no issues with purity levels. That’s your father. I hate you for everything you took from me.”

“I was a baby. I had no choice in anything that happened.” It wasn’t as though I wasn’t just pointing out the obvious. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say. As much as it felt like my battle to fight, it also felt like I was fighting a battle that had nothing to do with me at all.

“Oh, I know, but killing you will kill him and that mother of yours. Three birds with one stone. It’s just the logical choice.

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