CHAPTER THIRTY NINE:
THE HORRORS OF WHAT HE HAD DONE.
THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW
Hendrix sprinted into the castle with a speed that he had never done before.
That f****d up Vampire King is dying in his hands, whether that fucker wanted it or not. If he has seen a tear from his mate’s face or a scratch to any of her body—f**k, if he didn’t see her in his room, he will f*****g burn that fucker’s castle into ash.
A shrill, loud and familiar scream resonates in the palace—it came from a wing that Hendrix knew which. It took him five seconds to get inside the room and wreck the door of the bedroom. Hendrix knew that something was wrong; he just wasn’t ready for what he had seen.
Before his very eyes were a scene that causes his anger to rise to its maxed capacity.
