Elijah
After giving James instructions on what to do with Mikhail, I walked up the stairs and toward my bedroom. I was both angry and hurt. A man I grew up with gave all my trust to and betrayed me like that. No, he betrayed all of us.
I opened the door and walked into Alyssa, lying on her side, slightly snoring. I know she is pissed at me; I could still feel it through our bond. I walked to the bathroom, ridding of my clothes, and jumped in the shower. I stood under the hot shower spray. The water around my feet turned pink thanks to the blood splattered over me when I left Mikhail without fingers.
Once the water around my feet was no longer pink, I grabbed the body wash, squeezed some of its contents into my hands, and lathered my body. My mind was thinking about my woman lying on th
