Damian
Fuck, f**k, f**k! I cursed as he held Poppy in his filthy hands. I don’t know why I was struggling against this sick asshole. Is it the strength that comes with recently turned? It’s been a while since I’ve faced one. Or was he stronger than normal? My eyes widened as Poppy’s thought slid into my mind.
She opened her mouth and clamped down on Jake’s arm. He let go of her, as he grabbed her by her hair, giving me the small window I needed. I quickly darted behind him, grabbing his head, and pulling down swiftly. His neck snapped as his grip released on Poppy. She fell to the floor, gasping as I flipped him, landing him on his back,
Before he could get his momentum again, I placed a knee on his chest, grabbing his head and twisting it like a corkscrew on a wine bottle. Blood eru
