Debra shoulders trembled slightly as she lowered her head.
West sighed tiredly. "Leave."
The single word felt cold.
"I handled your situation. Dragon Fang won't come after you. Frankincense is too busy fighting for survival to chase you anymore."
He stepped backward toward the apartment again.
"Your life is no longer in danger. There's no reason for you to still be here."
But as soon as he moved to enter again, Debra grabbed his hand once more.
This time West's irritation visibly surfaced. "You're really starting to get on my nerves."
Debra looked up at him with watery eyes. "…Did you ever stop to think about how I knew you could help me?"
West paused with a slightly thoughtful expression.
The question piqued his interest because truly those texts asking for protection felt like she already knew he was awakened.
But how could she when she hadn't been in his life for years.
West frowned slightly while Debra slowly wiped her tears.
