Ravished by the beast

He slowly turned around, dark icy blue eyes met mine. I gulped at the sinister menace across his features, not to forget the horrifying sight behind him. As if sensing my fear, his form turned rigid. A curse left him.

"Sandra…." A deep breath, as if to control the beast inside him. "Go outside."

Voice thick.

"But…"

"I said go outside!"

My legs obeyed even if my brain protested. And soon he followed. The murderous look in his eyes made me take a step back.

"I…I wanted to see Theresa. Then I heard the screams…" I tried to give him the excuse Ron thought of.

"You followed me?" He cut me off.

My mouth went shut. His tone left no choice for arguments.

"I didn't want you to do something rash. You were furious and we all know what you do when mad. That's why I came here," I said the truth. "And I was right. Is he even alive? We need information from him, Syl!"

His lips pursed, nostrils flared. His hands twitched, as if to pull me closer which was his habit. But he didn't. The blood i