She had lost her memory and had absolutely no idea what had happened, nor did she know who the beastman in front of her was—she just knew he was scary as hell.
"Wh-who are you? Why did you kill him?"
Quinn Morgan looked fearfully at Corbin Crowley, her face pale as she asked.
Her voice was trembling.
Corbin didn't answer her, only said coldly, "Get up. Come with me."
Quinn had no idea where he was taking her, but she didn't dare resist and didn't even dare to ask.
She scrambled to her feet as fast as she could and followed behind Corbin.
The bloody scene of Warwick Storm's death had already scared her witless; she was terrified that she might make the same mistake and meet the same end.
Luckily, Corbin didn't make things hard for her.
He didn't even spare her a glance, just walked ahead with cold indifference.
Quinn silently let out a breath of relief and just followed along in silence.
