Ivy:
The bright lights faded to a study. Despite the fire burning wildly in the fireplace, the dusty room was frigid cold. A cold that would run so deep it would make your bones ache with each step, each breath.
"You'll learn after this, son." I heard a gruffly toned man rumble as sizzling and screaming burned my ears.
"Please, Daddy!" I heard a child yelling. The shrill terror in his tone sent wild vibrations through me, a chill that ran beneath my skin like an electrical shock that threw me into action.
I climbed to my feet; my heart was racing.
Is this where I am supposed to kill him? I wondered as I took in the man clothed in fur standing over a small child, but it wasn't the man who had my attention. It was the child; Ilya's mate was just a boy here.
"He would never talk about
