The beast they want

~Damien~

I was wiping my hands with the hand towel beside the sink when Lucas walked in.

“I took Cranon out.” He exhaled and leaned on the opposite wall.

“He will send a report before midnight,” Lucas added.

“I’ll be waiting, if not I’ll truly kill him this time,” I smirked at the mirror and swept my hair backward.

“Damien you almost took his eyes! How would he have gone about what you asked him to do? It’s a good thing Viola called me.” Lucas huffed with a glare at me.

“She called you?” I was disappointed she did.

“Yes. She didn’t want you to kill him.” I steal a glance at Lucas over the mirror.

What could her reason be?

I shrugged the thoughts off and tossed the towel to his face, he caught them and dropped them where they belong.

“Have they been taken out of the well?” I opened the door and walked out.

“Yes, and we restricted everyone from going there. Their bodies were painted black, and a bit disfigured.” Lucas raked his fingers over his hair as he followed me down the