Beatrice POV
“Why! Why my mother?! WHY?!” The words tore from my throat, a broken scream that echoed into the emptiness around me, as if shouting into a void. My voice cracked under the weight of rage and grief. “They did nothing! NOTHING! I will kill them! I will tear them apart!” My chest heaved with every breath, my vision swimming with tears.
‘Found them,’ Daphne growled in my mind, the fury in her voice matching the storm in my heart.
There was no waiting. No thought. I lunged. My claws sliced through the night air, seeking only to tear and destroy the monsters that had taken everything from me. I became something monstrous—a beast without reason, without mercy. Fury guided my every step, every s***h of my claws. The Lausks screeched and snarled, but I didn’t care. My only purpose
