The Imperfect Luna
I got closer, crouching in front of him.
‘Don’t lose yourself, Sasha. Not like this,’ Rory says, but I’m out for blood. I want everyone dead. Anyone who hurts Cassian will pay. So, I twisted the knife in his stomach. I pulled it out, then stabbed his neck. Alaric goes still, tears falling from the slits of his eyes, so I break into a run, going after the bastards who just ran away.
I run as fast as my feet can carry me, shifting into Dawn, then blocking out Rory. When I get to the four of them running away. I skid to a stop, snarling at them.
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