ALANA

“What are you doing?! Alana!”

Sophia’s scream pierced into the bloody murderous night when she saw me approaching her with a burrow in my hand that I found in the corner in the middle of all this fighting.

Her eyes widened and tears flowed down her cheeks when she realized what I was going to do.

“Alana, please! No! Don’t do this to me! Help me! Free me, Alana! Please, take pity on me!”

But I was too ...