LENEVE
Pain. Immense and intense pain gripped me as the pale male took me away from Rhett’s warmth. I wasn’t sure if it was the injury or that I had felt fine because I was in my mate's arms.
I knew the dark horse's horn had pierced me good and deep. It was my own fault, but I couldn’t let Rhett get injured and I couldn’t let him kill the beast. I felt its pain and sorrow and when I touched her, I couldn’t let another one be killed.
They weren't monsters at all. Not like the demon dogs. They were souls that had been trapped, ripped from their realm, and now caught in ours. A pure creature that had been turned into something dark and demonic.
They were lost and corrupted souls. Innocence twisted and molded into something else. I could feel their purity underneath the shroud of darkness.
