Chapter 89. For All of Them

"I feel I should be surprised but weirdly, I'm not," Cinnia whispered to Maverick whilst keeping her eyes on Denzel who stood ramrod straight as he stared down at the bloody heart in his palm.

"Me neither," Maverick replied with the corners of his lips raised in satisfaction. His brother always had a way of showing up at the right moment.

"Can you please find me some water around here? My throat is dying," Cinnia requested to Maverick.

"Sure."

The moment he left, Cinnia took slow steps to Denzel. The clangs of weapons, grunts and growls of the supernaturals, and the whimpers of the wounded echoed through her ears which created a nagging feeling in her chest.

Something was wrong. Sebastian was dead, wasn't he? Then why was the battle still ongoing? His creatures should have dropped dead...even the one she had granted the illusion of choice.

Yet, when Denzel's eyes met hers finally, all previous thoughts melted away and she picked up the pace and ran to hi