Samantha's POVThree days had passed since Declan's death.No.He didn't die.He was murdered.By none other than his own flesh and blood, Devlin.In those three days, I spent two of them in the hospital, with Devlin by my side all through, and Victoria standing in the corner of the room.She never left, and always stood there like a statue.Her face was rigid, and she kept looking at Devlin as if she wanted to kill him herself.I couldn't sleep, not with her in the room and with that look.And when I slept, it was barely enough to get over the fatigue that was overwhelming me.Not to forget the fact that my body was using so much energy to try and heal the injuries that I got from when Declan was beating me up.Three broken ribs, a broken wrist, a few stitches on my head and a bruised neck.I was far from being completely healed, but I couldn't continue staying in the hospital.The pack elders approved of my release, and allowed me back into the pack house, where a nurse was assigned
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