“You know, dear Theresa, there are two hundred and six bones in his body and I can break each and any of them as easily.” The soulless said with a narrow voice as if he didn’t care at all that he just snapped someone’s hand in two as if it was a twig. Everything in me screamed in horror. A black veil fell in front of my eyes, clouding my vision. If the invisible net didn’t hold me I would fall on my knees. Tears run down my face mixing with Adan’s blood.
“It is alright.” Adan hissed, looking at me, his voice tearing from the effort to contain the pain inside, to be stronger for both of us. “It doesn’t matter. Look at me.”
But I didn’t, I couldn’t. I was shattered and broken and a complete mess on my own. How could I look at him when it was my fault? If I had let the beast out? The wol
