Chapter 44 - An Enemy of my Enemy

With speed she was in front of him, her hand on the handle of the danger, while her gaze burned down into his cold ones.

Her hands curled around the dagger, twisting it.

A normal person would be dead, would painfully let a grunt of pain slip, would furrowed their eyebrows in agonizing furry.

But he wasn't a normal person.

She knew this wouldn't kill him but oh, how much she wished it would.

She just felt so much bottled up rage towards him, hurting him or even the attempting it like this, pleased her greatly.

"Your problem is with me!" The words pushed out through gritted teeth, her lips curled into a snarl, her eyes dangerously flashing blue.

"Why do you punish her for a choice that is not her own to make? If you lay a finger on my own again and I will do the same to what you have been delusioned to be think is yours."

She could hear Gwen mumbling in the distance, trying to tell her to stop, some gasps and mumblings asides hers, then abrupt silence.