Chapter 117

Lenora's Pov

"Stay away from me." she growled, her body quivered, and fear deepened in her eyes as she scrambled towards the edge of the wall in her cell. The rotten cage bars were the only thing between us, but something in me knows that the moment that barrier is taken away, one of us won't breathe anymore, and that won't be me.

A step closer to the bars, and her screech filled the air. Her cries and tears were all over the dungeon, echoing through the haunted and stained walls, but it was too late. Every ounce of empathy I had suddenly levitated off my body, and I turned cold. I knew something different was in me—something different was residing in me—but I love it. I love this burning feeling in me. I love the way I want nothing more than to hurt those who have hurt me and those who would dare to hurt me. I love the thrill, the desire, and the thirst for nothing more than the cries and blood of my enemies.

I should have been worried and