“Are you f*****g kidding me, Clayton? What did you do to help him?” My screams went full to the dungeon. No— he's lying! Joseph wasn't dead, but what if Clayton had been telling the truth?
“Did you love him, Anastasia? You didn't even know how to curse, but you—”
“Of course! I wouldn't be affected if I didn't love him. Clayton, why is he dead if you did everything to help him? Joseph knew how to fight, and he was a fighter! I know his skills.” My knees turned to jelly, and I slumped to the floor. s**t!
“I helped him enough. Are you blaming me, Anastasia? He's dead, and why can't you accept that!”
“He's not dead.” I gritted my teeth, and my growling made Clayton stop debating with me. My wolf was howling in sadness because of Joseph, and it looked like we were both affected by what we
