Ashley's pov

"Is he dead?" I choked out, staring at the unconscious boy. I couldn't look at Blake as yet, too afraid to see the murderous look in his eyes.

"I fucking hope so." He answers without an ounce of remorse. I involuntarily shiver at his voice, so cold, so void of emotion. It felt like I was talking to ice.

"You don't mean that Blake." I said shakily and reach out to touch the guy's neck in search of his pulse.

"With what he was about to do to you, yes I fucking hope he's ...