[Elise’s POV] I watch as Marty snuggles Denali against him. As he does so, I can see the jealousy raging in Rosco’s eyes, but the big lug doesn’t say a word. I guess he was capable of being rational when it came to being a leader. “Come find us when you finish.” Marty says now, beginning to move.
[Elise’s POV] I stare down into Serenity’s face as she greedily sucks the bottle that I offer her while wishing that I could be so easily appeased. If only I were still a child who was oblivious to the viciousness and darkness of the world. Maybe then I wouldn’t have to live day to fucking day with
“Sure,” Marty chuckles, like he actually has a choice in the matter. “But where exactly are we going?” Remaining silent, I continue to move, making my way toward the stairs that lead to the bottom floor of the building, where the kitchen is located. Only when we reach our destination do I give Mart
[Elise’s POV] I keep my gaze fixed on Marty as he stares at me. It’s clear from his expression that he is being serious with his words, but how could we possibly be the same? I was a criminal with a lot of bad deeds under my belt that most likely guaranteed that there was no place for me when I die
[Elise’s POV] Phantoms swirl around, their eyes glowing red. Their clawed fingers reach out and attempt to grab me while their words echo in the air. “Freak.” “Monster.” “Demon.” “Bad Omen.” They echo again and again, tearing at my heart and causing pain to shoot through me. These were the wo
[William’s POV] I’m moving before I even know what I’m doing, and when I move Marty’s hand off of Elise’s shoulder, I realize much too late that I’ve made a huge mistake. Eyes widening, I release the hand that I’m holding and shake off any lingering emotions I may be feeling. “Aw,” Marty pouts, re
[Rosco’s POV] ‘Have you gone mad?’ Fabian’s question sends a wave of annoyance through me as I continue to watch William while he eyes Elise, who is completely oblivious or just doesn’t care. ‘Maybe.’ I grumble. ‘You’re softening around the edges.’ He chuckles, angering me even more. ‘If you’re
For a moment, William doesn’t speak as he takes me in, and when he gives a nod of defeat, I know that he isn’t going to argue any further. “BEGIN!” I roar, spurring everyone in front of me into action. Remaining in place, I scan the crowd, studying the dynamic between the two who are squaring off