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ELEANOR POV

"Monsters..." The word tasted like venom as it rose to the tip of his tongue. I gaped at him, feeling my blood run cold when my eyes settled on the gun in his shaky hand. I could see him trembling all over, though I can still sense his fear, it felt as though his anger dominated more than the latter.

His murderous look was aimed directly at us, and I doubt he'd ever hesitate to pull that trigger even for a split second. I slide my hands touching Alexander's neck down my sides before slowly facing the owner of the bar. His face evident of hatred and loathing as he glared at us.

"You're all monsters..." He spatted, taking a step closer towards our direction.

In that moment, determination flickered in his eyes, and he tightened his grip on the gun in his hand, pointing it to my head.

I swallowed thickly, my heart pounding so hard against my chest, as though looking for a hole where it could escape.

Alexander growls behind me, letting me know he was seconds away from tear