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Thalia frowned. It was weird; how Sandro was smiling at her nonsensically made her even more afraid than what Blaze told her.

As he stepped towards her, she backed away towards the door.

“You look creepy.” Thalia cleared her throat, attempting to sound normal even though she was scared shitless.

She gripped the hem of the dress she donned and counted three as she prepared to run. But luck wasn’t on her side.

Sandro whooshed towards her and gripped her by her neck.

Fuck! He was too fast!

He flung her back into the room and sneered.

Thalia stuttered, shaking her head as he moved nearer. “S-stop. Whatever is going through your head, you need to stop!”

She said the last word a little firmer, but she believed all she said fell on deaf ears as he pounced on her.

Sandro gripped her neck, and he leaned into her.

“It’s me, Alessandro!” Thalia shoved his chest. She kicked as his grip tightened on her neck. Her eyes rounded, and she hissed. “You will kill me!”

Sandro loosened his grip as he saw the tears shimmering in her eyes. “Thalia?”

Of course, he knew she was Thalia. But why couldn’t he control himself? His wolf was on a rampage. And it was getting hard for him to concentrate.

“Please, control yourself.” She choked out.

Sandro shook his head, “I can’t!”

Thalia shoved at his chest, attempting to push him, but all her attempts to make him leave her proved futile.

He slapped both hands near her head and narrowed his eyes at her.

She couldn’t look away from him. Just like the last time, he had reddish eyes. It wasn’t just a red glow; it was the berserker wolf eyes. She glimpsed the dark fur that had surfaced on his face.

He was changing, and that might make it worse. Thalia recounted all the options in her head.

One, Shove him until he freed his grip on her. That had proved abortive.

Yell at him until he realised the mistake he was making. That was another useless option.

Kick him in him below. That was the only option she hadn’t used, and it seemed better as he would release his grip from her neck if she exerted much force into the kick.

Unfortunately, his dick wasn’t in view. He was practically sitting on her stomach!

Thalia gritted her teeth. Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she shut them momentarily before opening them again. She pressed her hand into Sandro’s chest, and with all the strength left in her, she shoved him before kicking his chin.

He let out a painful howl, and his eyes narrowed at her.

“Now you’ve got the big wolf furious. Fuck, you are going to pay.”

Standing on her feet swiftly, Thalia froze on the spot she was in as he rushed towards her. She shut her eyes and waited for the impact of his run, but she felt none.

She heard bones crunching, and she opened her eyes to see Blaze in front of her.

He had intercepted the blow from Sandro midway.

Blaze glared at her. “I told you to fucking stay away!”

Thalia shrugged, “I am fine, at least.” Of course, she appreciated Blaze for coming to rescue her. She was thankful he had arrived on time, except he’d have met her decaying body if he had appeared a minute later.

“I never knew he was going to go all out on me. I was coming to tell him to keep calm that you were on your way!”

“Fine.” Blaze let out a grunt. “Just stay out of my way.”

Thalia shrugged again and did as he said. She doesn’t want to be the reason he gets killed. She doubted Blaze could handle the Sandro in front of her despite how powerful he was himself.

But she stayed behind, a safe distance, ready to butt in if he needed help.

Sandro growled. He tilted his face in the air and let out a howl.

“Snap the fuck out of this,” Blaze mumbled, keeping an eye on him.

He was almost reaching his limit himself. He was still injured and shouldn’t be moving around. He didn’t think he should be taking a berserker Sandro on.

But he couldn’t help himself. He needed to save everyone. And not only that, he needed to protect himself as well.

Thalia bit her lower lip as it trembled.

She clasped her fingers together and gazed at Blaze, who was still watching Sandro. She didn’t know what he was thinking about, but he needed to do something.

Sandro was tearing at his skin, and if he went on doing so, he might kill himself in the process.

“Freaking, do something and stop spacing out!” She shouted.

Blaze turned towards her. She wished he didn’t. Sandro used the opportunity of his being distracted from tackling him to the ground.

“Col… Blaze!” She cried out, rushing forward.

“I’ve got this under control.” Blaze let out a grunt.

Thalia was about to retort when she saw Sandro convulse and roll off Blaze.

She rushed forward and helped Blaze up.

Thalia wrapped her arms around his midriff and placed her head on his pounding chest.

“I’m sorry I never listen to you. But please never do something as reckless as this next time. You are the only one I’ve got!” She stared at him, blinking back the tears she had in her eyes.

“You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not dying. I did save you, so give me some credit.”

Thalia glared at his attempt at a joke and slapped his chest.

Blaze groaned, doubling over.

“See why I can’t give you credit? You are fucking weak.”

Blaze rolled his eyes, straightening, “I did save you.”

“Whatever.” She mumbled, turning to look at Sandro.

He was still, and she moved towards him slowly.

Blaze yanked her back. “He’s fine. I’ll see to his well-being.”

“Are you certain he’s breathing?” She asked, her brows furrowing as she chewed on her bottom lip.

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Thalia frowned as Blaze winced again. She stared at him intently and noticed he was gripping his side. She grabbed his hand, and her eyes rounded.

“What the hell?!” Thalia gasped as she stared at the blood coating the shirt he donned, and she tugged it up. She realised he had not doubled over from her punch because he was weak; he was fucking hurt. Shit, by the look of the injury, it didn’t look good.

“See, I am not weak.” Blaze shot her a lopsided grin. He staggered forward, but she caught him midway.

“You are not,” Thalia affirmed. “But you are fucking reckless!”

Blaze chuckled before closing his eyes. He heard her cuss loudly and call his name several times until her voice faded.