Griffon’ soothing voice calmed Taya. She nodded at him, then stepped into the ward.

The man lying in the hospital bed was covered in blood, which had stained the sheet and blanket red.

The doctor must have just declared he was beyond saving, and there wasn’t time to clean him up yet.

Sitting aside, George held Amon’s hand as he wailed.

“Amon, I’m sorry for failing to save you. I’m truly sorry…”

Hearing George’s words, Taya’s eyes turned red.

When she saw the blo ody sight on the bed, her sister’s wolf spirit couldn’t stop throbbing with pain.

She palmed her chest and walked stiffly up to Amon.

Lying in...