Chapter 84

(Deacon POV)

Red.

Rouge.

Crimson.

All I could see was red. My vision was clouded with blood red.

Red with anger. Fury. Rage. And that was just me, forget about my wolf! He wanted blood. He was out for Lydia’s blood. He wanted to rip her head clean from her neck, to gouge her eyes from the sockets, torture and maim her until she bled out slowly and painfully, but no, we needed to end this.

This was it. I had behaved like the world’s worst mate and I wasn’t going to wallow in self-pity anymore, I wasn’t going to try and 'do what was best' for Virginia because I always ended up making things worse, so I was going to step up and damn well fight for her love, fight for another chance and be a man worthy of a woman so god damn amazing. And this was the start of the new Deacon. I would save Virginia, I would protect her and give her a new life; a life she deserved.

Virginia had had enough, I had too; this whole family had dealt with way too