20 | Benefit Of The Doubt

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ONYX The silence in the room became heavy as every single person was gnawing at us. If the earth could break underneath me now and suck me into the pits of hell, I would gladly take that option. Anything was better than this. I tried to unclench my arms, but it wasn't working. My nails were practically piercing Ruhn’s back in a grip of death. My panicked gaze locked with his garnet eyes, and we kept staring at each other like that for a few good moments. “Onyx Tynan!” Jessica yelled at me, fisting her hands. “Are you drunk again?” Ouch. That hurt. “Sorry,” I muttered, going through the struggle of my life as the wolf kept pushing me closer and closer to the lycan. It started to hurt me physically at some point, and a little silent whimper escaped me. “I am not–” “Don’t pay us any att

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