DAMIEN’S POV
I stood there in shock as my eyes took in the gruesome scene. There was no trace of the vamp’s head in sight, only a mix of finely crushed skull fragments and brain matter. His head was missing from the point where the collar had sat on his neck. All that remained of his head was the deep crimson that painted the walls and floors of Allison’s room and of course, bits of skull fragments and brain matter here and there.
Given my line of work, I was well acquainted with the sight of gore and c*****e but a wave of nausea hit me as I took in the scene and the pungent smell of blood in the air wasn’t helping matters.
His head had bloody exploded. What a brutal way to go. Leave it to an abomination to think up such a deranged way to kill a person.
‘’Do forgive me for the mess.’
