Conan…
He walked inside his room as he glanced around the furniture and how scattered and abandoned the place was. The broken lamps that laid on the floor, the broken glasses and tables and the bed that had dried blood all over it.
He gritted his teeth as he wrapped his finger. He hated to remember the day they were attacked by the Crystalline pack warriors and he wished he could save his two siblings before things got intense and worse.
“Why don't we go shopping?” Erica stepped in as she looked at him. “I can tell you are angry, you haven't learnt how to keep it hidden yet.” She sneered, wearing a smile on her face.
He turned around as he looked at her. “You both left the room untouched. Why?” He asked as he looked at her.
“Henry hasn't touched any other room. So, that's why.” She
