Mature at the end.
Nora POV
Alex, true to his word, gave Bellerina a quick and painful death.
Those hands glowed with a brighter yellow and Orange—like a sunrise against Bel boy’s chest: it was hard to tell where the demon’s body began and Alex’s hold ended until it was all over.
He kindly had asked me to step away, but Alex didn’t even spill any more blood than had already been spilt.
Gabe ushered Katelyn out with the shovels that we were going to dig his little demon grave with. Mostly, Gabe didn’t want to expose her to any more violence and blood. According to him, she’s all too fascinated by this stuff and he thinks it would not be fantastic if she turned into me.
I get it.
Not everyone can be as unique as Alex and me.
Speaking of…
“Do you need any h
