Veins of Vengeance
I jolted backwards, my eyes straying to my brother, who wiped his mouth and glared at Aric.
“Get away from my sister,” he grumbled, coming towards us, but before he could get any closer, the stranger in black suit walked right past me, up to Dante, grabbing him up by his shirt front.
“No!” I yelled, rushing forward. “Get away from him.”
I felt a sharp tug in my scalp just then, and I whirled around to see Aric pulling me by a fistful of my hair, viciously, against him.
“Let me go! No!”
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