Rated 18+
Something snapped in me. The second Raven muttered those words about the nurse and the meds, I lost all sense of myself. Rage tore through my chest like wildfire. I didn’t feel my legs move; I just launched.
I charged at Charles. He barely reacted before I crashed into him. My fingers clawed at his face, dragging deep, hot lines across his skin. Blood surfaced instantly. He shouted, stumbled, his arms flailing as he fought to pry me off. But I held on; I was wild. I didn’t feel my nails tearing skin; I didn’t feel his blows.
“I swear—” I screamed, “if anything happens to her or the babies, I’ll kill you!”
He reached for a decorative metal piece and slammed it into his own head, thinking it was mine, to shake me off. Still, I clung to him. We spun violently. He shoved me into
