*Ella POV*
"Fvck you Zane"
The smell of blood fills my nostrils, I can feel Zane's blood coating my fingers, my hands, my arms, blood spatters my face, I can feel the chunks of flesh on my claws.
I scream, I s***h him again and again but nothing is enough to vent my hatred.
I just keeps ripping at his flesh, tearing at his limbs but it doesn't matter how much damage I inflict, it isn't going to bring Theo back to me.
Zane's life isn't worth all the lives he has taken, isn't worth what he has taken from me.
I tear his other arm off his body, I could take him apart piece by piece and it still isn't enough.
I look at my hands, pieces of blonde fur coming from my skin sporadically.
I don't know why they are there, why I am like I am, I watch the blonde turn to red as it
