Chapter 133
My leaking eyes met my brothers, a superhero? Where on earth did he cup with that? All | had ever done
was course trouble.
“You've always looked after me, even when monsmy couldn’t. And... and Nicky says your fighting for the people
who can’t fight. That's what superhero’s do. I'm not superhero, I'm just sloud mouthed kid who can’t control
their word vomit.
“I'm no hero, Freddie.” He was seriously adamant. If anything | was a villain, everything | ever held dear had
been ripped out from underneathbecause | couldn’t accept my fate. If | had just have accepted the king
mom would still be here.
“He drew this...” Richard drew my attention to him, as he held a piece of paper out forto see, a crayon
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdrawing rested on it. It was q actually. “He’s a little artist in the making.”
quite good
On the paper was a drawing of a a girl with dark hair, she had been given muscles, and her hair was tied in a
ponytail that sat right at the top of her head, much like a unhorn which madechuckle with tears still
flowing. Is that really how Freddie viewed me? He sawas this amazing, powerful superhero?
On her chest in the drawing, sat a single letter ‘D‘ most likely for Dylan, and a red cape flew behind her.
“It's you!” Freddie stated. “You're a superhero, and you're my hero. 1 smiled at my brother, and held my arms
out for a big hug which he quickly complied with. His arms wrapped tightly around my neck and he squeezed me
affectionately. “I'm glad you're my sister.”
“When did you get so grown up? | sniffed as | hugged him and chuckled under my breath. Seeing him might have
just been what | needed. To knock ssense back into me. If Freddie really thought | was a superhero, then |
had to at least try to live up to his title, but how exactly was | supposed to do that when | was so terrified of what
the king would do if 1 stepped out of turn again. He could go after Freddie.
We spoke for a little while, until Freddie went upstairs to do shomework at Nicks request.
“We have to go...” | shook my head and looked at the stairs where my little brother had just said bye from
“But what will happen to him? | can’t just leave him.” Richard was quick to place his hand on my shoulder and
shake his head at me.
“He will stay here with me. He's safe here, Dylan... em | mean your grace. He's safe and happy. | promise I'll
treat him like he’s my own.” He did seem happy, and he had a lot of his things here already anyway after living
here with mom, and so | nodded.
“Thank y
kyou, so so much. For everything you've done for my family. We are forever in your debt. He would never know
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmjust how thankful | was to have
him
“No, thank you for savingthe other day.” | shrugged as my eyes once again filled up. “Dylan, your mother
was so proud of you”
How could she have been after | called her a tractor? | just nodded my head, before finally leaving and trudging
back to the pack house and instantly began crying as it cinto view.
| was no superhero, | was far too damaged!
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