CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

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And with that, I didn't mind if Mindy or Damon would get angry and over react, I just slammed the door on their faces.

No, that's not right!

I didn't even care about their reaction not to talk of the over reaction, all I wanted and hoped for right now was for Alaric to be fine.

Nothing else mattered in this life at this point. Nothing mattered to me other than the life and health of a brother and friend.

I was still walking back towards the bed when I heard the door boogsh..... It was broken and i saw an angry looking Damon standing at the door with blood dripping from his hands.

Now he looked like the demon and devil he was professed to be.

Dark eyes!

Dark soul and mind!

Blood dripping from his hands like he had just awakened from hell, his domain!

I don't even want to figure or think on he's next line of action.

The way he stared at me with blood filled eyes made me see nothing but darkness all around.

The only thing I expected from him right now was his death sentence and v