AMANDA
“Amanda!”
“Damn it, Amanda. Leave him.”
I barely hear Blaze over the roar in my head. Over the sick, wet sound of Ashton choking on his own blood. Over the way Theodus is still smirking through the pain I just unleashed on him.
But I can’t leave.
“Ashton—he’s—” My hands press harder against the wound, but the blood won’t stop. It won’t stop.
Blaze grips my shoulders, yanking me back. “If we don’t go now, he dies.”
Behind him, Theodus coughs, blood dripping from his lips. His eyes lock onto mine, wild and thrilled.
“She’s back,” he croons, voice raw with pain. “My beautiful little monster.”
I go still.
A shiver of something dark crawls up my spine. I have waited all my life to kill Theodus. I have dreamed of it, craved it, lived for the moment where I would drive my claws i
