STARLETTE
It was a new day, a beautiful day. I hadn’t felt this free and happy in a very long time, knowing the pack wasn’t in danger anymore. We did it! The look on that man’s face when the blade sliced through his neck, with blood gushing out, was so sweet. I had never felt this satisfied and excited about anyone’s death. He died in the same way that old woman—Dorcas—had died. The poetic justice made it even more satisfying.
He was slaughtered like a chicken, just the way he deserved. It was a pity that his daughter had to witness all that.
Nina had been taken back to the witches’ territory by Kaelin and Amelia. They promised to monitor her closely to ensure she wasn’t complicit in her father’s heinous deeds. Although I doubted her involvement—her demeanour seemed innocent—one could
