Aria’s POV
I move with precision and speed, my hands reaching straight for them, knocking the gun from their hands, as I bite into the flesh of their neck, blood spurting all over me, as I rip his throat from his body. Red dots filled the room, and I kept moving, reaching and grabbing for any part of them, as I ripped them towards me, tearing them apart. I could feel their blood dripping off me, could hear my Pack fighting behind me. Hear the screams of the kids, which only fuels my anger more. Another explosion goes off, as a second grenade is let off. I choke on the fumes, my lungs feeling like they are on fire, my eyes burning, my skin burning as if it had been doused in acid. I could hear the agonised screams of everyone behind me. I force myself to my feet staggering. I grab the firs
