Chapter 42
Did this labor have something to do with the protection of family? I wondered about that, it only made sense especially after seeing what I had. However, this woman, Uriel, she was not related to me in anyway. She was a furless, a Fakir as Walker called his race. I had no idea what that meant, but that was beside the point. The rage I felt when I saw her marked face was very real. “I’ll kill him,” I growled. “Victor is not a nice person,” Walker chimed in. “Do you think he’s capable of doing that?” I asked. “I don’t know,” Walker said. “Our oldest Brother Xavier was known to do something like that.” “How come you never said anything about that?” I asked. “If you had brothers who did that, would you tell people?” Walker asked. “No, I guess not,” I said. “But if this is what Victor i
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