“They were planning to kill me, Azraiel.”
As soon as Charlotte finished her sentence, Azraiel was out of the door.
She sat there and slowly blinked.
Did…Did he just leave? Just like that?
She wasn’t sure what just happened here. One second he was here and the next he was rushing out of her room.
He literally dashed out in a blur.
Charlotte took a shuddering breath to calm herself down.
She has read enough werewolf novels by now to understand why he left.
His wolf was coming forward.
But…But why?
With shaky hands, she reached for the glass of water by her bedside and gulped it all hastily.
She wasn’t sure how long it will take Azraiel to control his wolf and come back or if he would be back at all. She was afraid she would lose all her courage by then. She pondered on it for a few minutes and then nodded to herself.
She’ll wait for half an hour for him to return, and if he doesn’t, then she’ll go to his house instead.
