Puron Psych

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A flash of the bloodhound appeared in Harper's mind the moment Hyde grabbed her hand. When she tried to pull away, his grasp tightened.

"What did I tell you about crossing the line?" Hyde tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.

"I'm... I'm sorry." Harper huffed.

Her arms felt numb after the shock. After being forced to remember the face of the hound that killed all her friends, she realized that this feeling wasn't the usual fear she had.

Hyde turned to face her and spread her fingers before intertwining his with hers.

All her energy was drained in a matter of seconds. The scar began to brighten, and a red aura outlined Hyde's torso.

"Let g-go!" Harper screeched when her heart ached. A wave of confusing emotions overwhelmed her. Emotions that weren't there before.

Rage, Contempt, and a strong desire to kill scoured through her. It was extremely painful. She had never felt like this before.

Harper was able to snatch her hand away from Hyde, and all of those emotions vanished, along with the shock.

"What... What was that?!" Harper panted heavily. She felt that the bloodhound 10 years ago had a strong connection with the man before her. It wasn't a warning, but a detail she missed.

"What did you do to me!?"

"I have no clue what you're talking about." Hyde shrugged casually and put his shirt back on.

Something about his scar was very odd. Just by touching it, Harper gained hurtful memories that weren't her own. It was the clawmark of a bloodhound after all, a species they've had yet to do full studies on.

No one could tell what other various effects their marks left on someone.

"You're angry... at Someone besides me." Harper huffed. Something wasn't adding up. The scar. The painful episodes he's had. And his untamed fury toward Westona and her. "What happened to you 10 years ago?"

Hyde didn't answer. He only stood up and walked into the bedroom. Harper was hot on his tail.

"Hyde! What happened?" She stood in front of him.

"Get out of my way."

"I know what you're feeling. But whatever you're holding in, won't get any better with your plan to bring Westona to ruin!"

He was confused by her statement. And when Harper observed his expression, she realized that he didn't feel anything at all when his scar was glowing. Only she had felt the horrible shock.

"You don't know shite about me." Hyde shoved her aside effortlessly.

Harper frowned.

If anyone else knew the answer, Arnest did. Arnest was the one treating his illness.

"You didn't have to save me."

Hyde sat down on his mat and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket.

"10 years ago, you didn't have to save me from those hounds," Harper repeated. "You never had to come to my town and help. If I had known you would turn out like this—"

"Stupid," Hyde puffed out a cloud of smoke. "Do you think servicemen have a choice? When an order was issued, my job was to fulfill my duties. You think I chose to go to that crap-ridden subdivision?"

Hyde snickered, but the look on his face was fueled with bitter annoyance.

"I didn't stand in front of you because I wanted to. It was my job. And don't get ahead of yourself. I didn't go 'insane' because of you." Hyde raised his fingers and air quoted.