POV Lucas
The shock hit me harder than I thought possible. Brenden’s smug face was the last thing I saw before I was blinded with red. “You son of a –” Jackson shouted before lunging at Brenden.
I couldn’t get to Jackson fast enough while I tried to catch my breath. “Lucas!” I jumped when my name echoed through the empty halls. I turned to see Mason clutching hold of Ophelia for dear life. “Please tell me this isn’t happening.” He whispered with a cracked voice.
I clenched my jaw and shook my head. “I wish I could.” Everything was falling apart and it was all because of him. The boy who can’t help but be selfish. I can’t help thinking about what Thomas and Iassac told us last year. How my brother was starting to act strange…peculiar. Like everything around him was as sour as lemons. T
