She was murdered by some bloody b*stard who calls themselves werewolves!

“He should have sent that many men with her that day” The Distraught expressions were back on Rose’s beautiful face and Elena was quick to notice that.

“That day?” She asked in confusion.

“The day when Isabella was killed!” Rose’s celestial face darkened but behind all the anger, there was a broken girl who was still suffering from pain of losing her best friend.

Elena could sense how the topic must be really emotional to Rose, so she didn’t comment at all. She gave her choice if she wants to talk about it or not.

Rose took a deep sigh before glancing at the girl who look exactly like her best friend. She smiled at Elena and touched her cheek.

Her hand dropped and she looked down when she was ready to narrate the last and the most painful tale.

“She was murdered by some bloody b*stard who calls themselves werewolves!” Rose gritted her teeth.

Elena’s eyes widened. She now finally understood why Evandor is killing werewolves for centuries. To take the revenge of his dead wife.

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