Chapter 8

Riek’s POV

"I'm so sorry, Riek ." He falls to his knees. These words sparks rage inside me and it pulls my hand into a heavy slap on his face, the sorrow fades and revenge lines in my soul. Conri holds the spot where I slapped him still on his knees, he's quite surprised seeing me do that to him. He can't believe it from the rigidly fixed way he's staring at me, I cock my head to the left, in an authoritarian style.

"Sorry is so useless now, I wouldn't hesitate to carry out what's in my mind when the time comes."

"What do you mean?" His face grows stern and disgusted, he looks at me like filth but my wolf tells me it's not me he's looking as filth but my words. "How come you say that to me? You know who I am? I have murdered a lot of people who seem like a rival to me in one way or the other…."

"Arrgghh!" Am I dreaming or actually hearing this in reality? He wanted to say more but my shock paused him, I took to my heels attempting to run out of the room,