Damien
I could feel my heart in my throat as I turned away from Marcus and Freya, looking back at the beast I’d just slain, my stomach in knots. I’d already seen poor Ava-one of Evelyn’s maids—as I’d crept up from behind. And the very thought that it almost happened to Freya really messed with my head.
Seeing that creature, that…wolf… thing going after Freya had made my protective instincts go into hyper mode. The cut may have been clean, but my instinct when I smelled her in the air, the fear coming off her, wasn’t just to dispatch Evelyn’s newest experiment… but to beat it to death.
I’ll have to deal with Evelyn’s creature later, I thought to myself as I walked inside towards Freya's room, breaking into a run. I knew she was alive, but was she truly okay?
My mind was racing even a
