Twenty-One
Hard nails drew blood from me, the pain not even registering. Aspen coiled his hands around my arms so tightly, he drew red marks into my skin.
“Do you know what you just did!” His spittle sprayed across my face, but I didn’t dare move. His rage was unlike any I’d ever seen, his eyes so dark it put the night to shame. The disdain, the anger, they danced just beneath the surface, ready to explode and destroy anything he touched.
“Do. You. Know. What. You. Just. Did!” He shook me like a ragdoll, my bones rattling so hard it didn’t seem like my neck was sturdy enough to keep my head upright.
“Aspen, stop it!” Ashleigh tried to peel her brother away, but he threw her across the forest without batting an eye. She thudded to the ground, her head colliding with a wonky tree root.
