Ciara's POV
I was just one second away to send her to the death world but f**k my innocent soul wasn't allowing me to kill her.
'Cia, she should be killed!'
I said to my wolf who was backtracking.
'No, we can't do this to an innocent soul, Ciara. Isn't the torture inflicted by our Lycans on her enough?' She pinched me with sarcasm.
My wolf wasn't ready to kill a she-wolf. It was my very first time killing someone and my hands could no longer grab the knife tightly.
I averted the knife from Amelia and accidentally ended up dropping it on the floor.
My hands balled into tight fists and I slapped them on my lap. She should be killed but I couldn't just kill her with my own hands.
Though my heart shuddered to kill her and my wolf was against this decision of min
