44: Family Reunion

Anyra

Fire blazes in my stomach as I see the horrible grin and glint of evil in Nicolas’ eyes as he presses the knife deeper into my mother’s flesh. Blood sprouts from the fresh wound, and she whimpers, tears in her eyes.

“I’m afraid you won’t be going anywhere,” he says, malice in his voice.

I gently set Logan back down on the ground. “No,” he tried. “What are you doing?”

“Stay here,” I tell him, eyes ...