Percy walked away angrily, leaving the room immediately like lightning. His rage, his heart raced really fast but not because he was nervous but because he was furious.
Different questions ran through his mind swiftly. “How could he defend a witch? He was fully aware that our entire happiness was robbed off by her kind and yet, he preferred her life than mine. How could he do such a thing? What has she done to him? How did he get that blade? What about Lucien? Is he ever going to make it back in full flesh?”
He could not control the different questions that kept on bombarding him. He kept on smashing things as he was trying to relieve himself from every hurt he felt at that point. His eyes were teary as his fangs were partially out.
“How could you choose that pathetic witch over me, br
