LEXI POV
I dropped the food and the seafood enchilada spilled in the entryway. My throat was making noises that I didn’t recognize coming from me as I ran into the darkened apartment. I scanned the living room quickly and didn’t see anyone. I raced to the bedroom, tripping on an area rug in my haste, keening and wailing. I stopped in the doorframe of the bedroom in horror. Hagrid was on the bed, half hanging out, the blankets and floor soaked with gallons of blood. There was a huge gaping wound in his neck and his head was at an awkward angle.
I ran to him, knowing it was too late but my horrified brain refusing to accept it. I raced over to the bed, sobbing and then halted. In my rush I didn’t see the shadowy figure next to the bed.
With a roar I launched myself at him, wanting justic
