Chapter 37

CHLOE

I screamed through the rag tied to my mouth like I never had before. I tried to run to Mark but the claws at my neck bore through my skin a little deeper. I looked to my mum for some kind of solace or help. She too stood there transfixed, her mouth hung open, her features turning more human.

I managed to manoeuvre my gag out of my mouth. It was all I could do at the moment.

“Vincent, you bloody bastard”, I screamed, “I’ll kill you myself…”

Vincent still stood there over Mark’s squirming, bloody form. He had a satisfied smile on his face as he looked down on him.

My mother, having recovered from her shock tried to move towards my direction. But Vincent countered. He moved like a damned spirit. Before my mum could take a step, he had crossed the room over to where she stood and grabbed her neck.

“Vincent, no!!”

My voice was already hoarse from all the screaming.

Vincent seemingly ignored my protest and held my mother throat even tighter.

“I would hate to kill a mother in front o