CHAPTER 8
Catherine was suddenly released and pushed to the side. Conall ran inhumanly fast at Kathleen. She screamed, though it was promptly stifled as he picked her up by the neck and started to choke her. A smile spread wide across his face. Catherine steadied herself, then looked up in horror. She threw herself at him, but Conall was like a heavy bronze statue, entirely unmoving. She felt weak and helpless. Catherine began to panic.
Kathleen cried and gasped for air. She tried to pry at Conall's hands and arms. She tried to kick and push, but Conall kept his grip firm and looked over at Bowen with a smirk. He relished Bowen's pained and tortured face as he watched helplessly. He looked down at Catherine like an evil cat over a trapped mouse, and upon seeing her sorrow, he became fren
