Not the first time today, another cloak was draped on my back and pulled to cover my body. I’m escorted out of the hot springs, but not before I pass by my cousin’s dead body. His head had been completely caved in and flattened by my father’s foot, but I could clearly see the knife wound on his neck and the wolfsbane he tried to consume.
He had killed himself after promising that the Rhys will return and that I will die when it does.
A shiver went down my spine.
I wasn’t afraid. Not like that at least. I know that if Julian wasn’t there, I would be able to easily fight my cousin by myself, but seeing a cousin, a close family member, someone I grew up with… want to kill me, I don’t quite know how to feel.
There is only this emptiness inside me.
Because what did I do?
What have I do
