The tires of Leo’s motorcycle spun against the tarred road as he sped away from the house. His chest felt tight. His hands gripped the handles so hard his knuckles were white. He knew he couldn't go back to school.
The words he had just overheard from that basement window were looping in his mind. ‘She rejects most of the food we give her... she’s still completely filled with energy.’
He needed to get off the open streets before his father's city-wide security cameras flagged his bike. He rode straight back to the estate, the heavy iron gates buzzing open silently to let him through.
He parked his bike in the dark garage and walked into the house through the side entrance. He breathed in, trying his best to look completely relaxed. But the moment he stepped into the main foyer, he fro
