•Dahlia•
“I don’t give a f**k about what His Majesty orders.” I spat in a fit, then walked past Alena and continued on my path.
I marched onwards with heavy steps and fury coursing through my bloodstream. I couldn’t believe that I let this happen.
I should have pushed further when I first discovered that Hayden had been hunting down alleged blood witches. If I had done so then, Becca and her family would still be alive.
Fuck, why had I let it go? Why…?
When I reached the side entrance leading to the creepy garden, it was deserted as usual. I pushed open the door and took a step into the forbidden garden.
The fog here seemed to be thicker than I remembered. The veins were beyond outgrown and there was a certain heaviness in the air that made it slightly difficult to breathe.
Disregar
