CHAPTER SEVENTY/EIGHT

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TRISTAN'S POV. "Wait here. I need to rinse off all these dirt and blood. Don't step out of the bed, you might end up stepping on the glasses." I said to Thalia as I gently and carefully placed her down the bed, all the while doing my very best to avoid meeting her eye because let's face it this whole thing is just too embarrassing. Loosing control of my beast like that and in that manner. It wasn't the first time that was happening, far far from it in fact. But it was the first time she had witnessed it and the whole chaos that comes with it. I never wanted her to see me that way. I didn't want her to this. I tried to stop it. I did everything I could to keep her away from this side of me at last, here we are. I never wanted her to find out this way. Scratch that, I didn't want her to f

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