Chapter 218: BLEEDING OUT

Mirabelle   I'm glad I went to talk to him. I found out things—things William and Annabel would've likely kept hidden forever if Percival hadn’t done what he did. Darius wasn’t well. Not in the head.   After leaving Percival, I had considered marching straight to William and Annabel, calling them out. They don’t deserve to be called Luna and Alpha.   Then there was the moon. She showed me something that night. Made it clear. Percival's life was in real danger.   I had rushed back to his cabin. And thank God I did. When I got there, he was just lying in the bathtub... bleeding out. He'd cut his wrist.   He said he was feeling sick—blamed it on accidentally cutting himself with silver. A stubborn wound, one that refused to heal.   He was having a hard time... struggling to hold on. All he wanted was to be there for Edeline and their pup, trying to grasp onto something, anything, while mumbling under his breath. He was clinging to those last moments.   Dealing with suicide... it's complic