Chapter 148.

The Guard was carrying Angus’s body over his shoulder- showing no mercy or remorse. It was a job, and he did it and something tells me he was happy about it. Werewolves and humans don't co-exist. We don't help each other or like each other- we don't even tolerate each other. At least that was the rule. Darian stood still staring at me when the Guard passed him. “Why did you say no?” I don’t know. The word slipped from my lips like it was an exhale, two letters could do a lot of damage but I don't even know why I said it.  Angus’s arms hung limply down the guard's back and I couldn’t take my eyes off him.  “Hazel,” he grabbed my chin and turned my head til I averted my eyes and locked them with his. “I don’t know,” my voice was a hushed tone, I could barely hear it myself so I cleared my throat and swallowed. “I don’t know,” I repeated louder and more confident. Darian searched my face, his lips parted like there were words on the tip of his tongue but when his features contorted I aske