He tore the flesh on his cheek, his claws creating deep wound marks, that made Luciana gulp, the gory sight was too much to take in.
Brendon tried to fight back, by raising his hand to punch Lucas, but to his surprise, Lucas swiftly counterattacked.
By slamming his hand on the wall, and stabbing his palm with a knife, he pinned his both hands on the wall with knives.
His face was cold, he stabbed his knees also, nailing him to the wall, the wound on Brendon's face kept on healing faster.
Lucas's lips curled up into a smile and slashed his neck with another knife.
Old White eyes widened, he has never believed his son could be that brutal, and his eyelids fell. He realized he has never bothered to take care of his first grandson after he lost his parents.
Blood spilt, splashing on Luca
