He Shouldn't Have Done That

DEL MORINO

As if s thousand forces were backing me up, I ran forward pushing my feet to move against their will and against the wind. Anger and fear mixed together ran through my veins as my eye color shifted and dimmed.

Layla’s cry shattered through me, ripping me down from the fight. I couldn't think clearly and a sharp pain from the bond between us tore through me, blinding me momentarily.

It was a sound I had never heard from her before — pure agony, raw ...