HIS TO CONQUER
With a savage intensity, he began to punch Jaxon again as he tried to get the knife away.
Jaxon in a desperate frenzy, turned the knife on Peter, stabbing him again and again and again, a sickening wet sound accompanying each thrust. “Die! Just die bastard!” he screamed.
My hands flew to my mouth, a strangled scream tearing from my throat. “Peter! No!” I moved quickly with my last strength I could muster and shoved Jaxon off Peter with all my might. Peter crumpled to the ground in a horrifying mess of blood, his eyes were barely open, and his chest was rising and falling in shallow ragged breaths.