WREN
“Continue.” Damon Voss's voice cut through the laboratory almost immediately.
Wait! What?
I couldn't help thinking that anyone would be so mean. I mean be so mean that he'd lack every bit of empathy.
I looked up from the blood dripping steadily from my finger and watched him approach from the other side of the room.
His expression didn't change as he kept that mean questionable gaze that I had seen on his face several times.
“It's only a cut,” he said coldly. “She can clean it after she's finished.”
I stared at him for a moment, almost unable to believe what I had just heard.
My finger was still bleeding and he was saying that I should continue —
The man must be an asshole or some sort…Not that I don't know that already.
Before I could say anything, Kael lifted one hand.
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