CHAPTER 86

Suspicious

POV: Maddison

I couldn't get the image out of my head.

The image of those dead bodies. That young girl in Winston's tight grip and that bloody mess on the floor of that horrible room.

I had gone into shock and fainted on the sight but when I woke up Winston was staring down at me, worry etched into his eyebrows, his beautiful face twisted in concern and sadness.

"Maddie–" he reached out to me gently.

I escaped his grasp and rolled away from him, fear gripping my bones. I was staring at him holding a lifeless girl in his tight grip. Her heart was still beating in humanoid hands with wolf fur and claws and enlarged arm muscles.

I remembered him turning to me, his eyes a furious red hue, a raging demonic glint in them.

And then he stopped when he saw me.

I remember staring at whst was left of the body on the floor, realization finally hitting me. The scream tore out of me, shrill and piercing, horror and fear, washing over my nerves.

I was paralyzed with terror and when he rea