Samael led Abby back to the room. He couldn't hold her hand, so he guided her by placing his arm on her back. In the elevator, she was lost in her thoughts, applying pressure to her wound in an attempt to stop the bleeding, and fortunately, it seemed to be working.
However, her thoughts kept flowing one after another, and now every memory of those endless hunting nights came to her mind. At first, the alpha tried not to look at her, but he couldn't help it and soon noticed that she seemed off. Abby Hamilton wasn't usually so quiet, especially not in a moment like this. In fact, he was surprised that she hadn't demanded answers or reasons why her blood was special. It seemed she didn't want to find out, and Samael partly appreciated it because he didn't want to talk about it either.
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