Leo’s POV
The thick golden collar meant to keep me weak popped right open the second I shoved the key in and turned it. I yanked off the shackles on my legs next and ripped apart the ones strapped around my chest.
I warned her. I warned that witch not to run her pretty little mouth. But did she listen? No. Now look where that got her.
With a feral growl, I twisted my wrist and drove my claws through her chest. Blood sprayed across my face as I ripped out her heart, the warm, pulsating organ beating one last time in my grasp. Her lifeless body hit the floor like a sack of stones. Pathetic.
I stretched my arms and rolled my shoulders, shaking off the stiffness from days of being confined.
Whoever thought they could keep me locked up here clearly underestimated me.
I was about to walk o
