Lysandra:"Again."Carter collapsed, breath ragged, hands bloodied against the cold stone. He’d been thrown onto his back so many times his body had stopped bruising and simply began to swell in protest.And though I knew that it was painful, I also knew that he needed to deal with it. I was also in
I turned sharply as the door creaked.Giovanni stepped in.His shirt was half-open, the silver chains across his neck glinting in the low light. He leaned against the frame with that infuriating smirk on his face.“I heard the walls shake, I figured to come and check on you before our building colla
Tatiana:The scream ripped from my throat before I could stop it.Not one of pain, no, pain was fleeting. I couldn't care about whatever pain that they wanted me to feel. I had none.This was rage. And this region, I knew, was not going to end, not until I put a stop to all of this mockery.It was d
The metal snapped under the pressure of my claws.Carter let out a low, panicked breath. “Don’t. Please. She’ll come back. She’ll hurt you…”“She already has,” I said softly. “But this time, I’m ready. This time I'm going to fight back and I want to challenge her using her own game.”I met his eyes,
Lysandra:The room was too quiet.Too still.This was going to be painful for both him and myself. I knew that him because it would be physical, for him it would be mental, and myself because I knew for a fact what it was to have to endure her pain. And I knew what it was to have to fight just to st
Delilah:I had my arm wrapped around myself as I walked outside, wanting to somehow manage to forget all of this.I pulled my shawl tighter around me. The breeze was gentle now. Clean. No blood in the wind, no screams underneath it. Whenever I closed my eyes, that was the only thing that I could see