Rage.
Burning hatred and the desire to make them all feel the anger that flowed through her, that was all August could think of as she had arrived on the scene. Before she had healed him, Gideon had been a bloody mess, and she still hadn’t tended to Max. She had to fight to not shake with her burning hatred. Everything she had been through since being kidnapped by Adon in the first damn place had been piled on and all she wanted to do was cause pain.
Her first choice was obvious. With one hand still wielding her fiery blade, she used the other to pick the blonde that had Gideon’s blood on her and threw her against the wall by her throat. She smiled as she heard the dull thud and a gasp of shock from the woman. The hunter reached behind her and grabbed a bloody dagger.
Big mistake.
Aug
