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*Trigger Warning: Some sensitive and gruesome content in this chapter*

Rhea’s POV

I knew better than to disobey, I knew he could separate my head from my body with a single hit from him, or he could slice me limb from limb, little by little until I go crazy from the pain just to make an example out of who ever dares to defy his orders. I knew all that but I couldn’t get myself to shift.

My eyes were stuck on the little boy and how big his teardrops were as they were falling down his angelic face. The biggest teardrops I’ve ever seen and they massacred my heart to pieces.

“I don’t have all day Rhea. Kill them or die along with them” he said coldly with dead eyes.

Hazel was whimpering in my head in both fear and pain.

She wasn’t going to force the shift and do it for me unless I asked her. She was willing to accept death if it meant not getting blood on our hands, especially those people’s blood.

I thought I could do this, I was preparing myself to do this for years but when the moment