Virel’s POV

I should stop. I didn’t need to be told.

The way her heart palpitated, the way she lowered to the ground.

But I didn’t stop. Not when my spine protruded, cracking her bones.

I was going to kill her. Not my human of course.

I was talking about Lena. My gaze fixated on her, she had just called me weak.

She was about to find out who was weak.

‘Virel’, Rhea cried. A weak and painful sound, I wanted her to be strong, I’d held on for too long and would have to ...