Jasper's eyes were closed as blood dripped from his mouth, his knees hurt from staying in that position on the ground as the shackles weighed heavily on his arms, pulling him further towards the ground.
Rowan had gone too far this time. Jasper knew that there was no saving him now. The screams of cheers from the people of his own pack was something that only made him believe how near his death was.
There was no turning back anymore.
Ophelia watched with wide eyes as Rowan raised the sword in the air, ready to bring it down upon Jasper's neck.
"We have to do something." Ophelia whispered urgently as she found Valerio and Adrian watching her and the scene in front of them warily.
Ezra shook his head, "f*****g hell."
And that was when his darkness erupted from him like inky waves
