ELEIA’S POV
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Aiden comes up , blood on his hands , those big veiny hands that makes me feel safe are full of blood .
I stand up from the couch , staring at him wide eyed , thinking that maybe he got hurt .
“Are you okay ?” I ask , halting as he smiles at me .
The smile makes me feel warm , but the sight of his bloody hands makes it cold .
He marches over to the bathroom and I follow suite , freezing in the door frame .
“Is he…”
Dead Eleia , is he dead , just say it .
“Is he dead ?” I finally ask , his back turned to me as he washes his hands .
“Of course .” I could hear the grin in his tone and some part of me feels lost .
Some part of me is confused as to how he could just kill him , but I guess if someone killed Rosie , I would want them dead too .
‘He’s an alpha , stop und
