Hex Him!

Warlock Ch 144. Hex Him!

Fenrith let out a low growl, and Damian glanced at him, almost as if expecting an answer. The wolf simply stared, his eyes steady and unwavering.

Damian sighed, his shoulders slumping. "Or did she just… misunderstand me?" he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. The memories felt incomplete, jagged like broken glass. He couldn't reconcile the person he was now with the fragments of Kaelan he remembered. The anger, the arrogance, the power—it all felt foreign, like wearing someone else's skin.

"What am I supposed to do, Fenrith?" Damian asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't ignore the past, but the more I dig, the worse it feels. What if Cassius is right? What if I was just a monster who thought he was justified?"

Fenrith's middle head growled softly, while the left one nudged Damian's knee. It wasn't much, but it was enough to pull Damian out of his spiral, if only slightly.