Davina's POV
I went on my knees before the man, not able to concentrate. I was trying to listen for a heartbeat, but all I could hear was Kane clapping, and his minions laughing.
I ran my hands over my hair, before I began to pull on the strands. My stomach had never felt so tight. I was disgusted with myself.
I just killed a man!
An innocent man.
I beat him to death.
My fingers trembled as I reached for his wrist, driven by instinct rather than hope. I pressed two fingers to the pulse point, searching for the faintest throb.
My thumb hovered. I pressed. Even though all the voices in my head was already mocking me.
"You are a killer."
"You are a monster."
"You are a hypocrite."
"You are evil."
Those, tangled up together, were all I could hear.
But then, a faint flutter answere
