132. Dima.

>>>>It's about you and Dawn.

I never knew fury can form balls and lodge into one's chest but now I do. I fucking do because the balls keeps rotating in my chest as I punish my Byki more.

“Ahhh, Pakhan please!” Russell hoots in excruciating pains as I cut his finger. He was supposed to guard the entrance but the fucker left it open and was smoking pot with some of the soldiers, giving Dawn the opportunity to escape.

I fucking never knew she had plans of escape. How in hell was she able to fucking do that?

I fist his hair, my jaw sets as I smack Russell hard across the face again.

For the past three days, I’ve been teetering on the edge of insanity knowing my woman is out there and can get in the clutches of the wolves.

I’ve not in the least bit cleared my head nor closed my eyes because if I do, only images of Dawn with her bloating belly crash into my mind.

How could she do this to me? How?

The woman has my child with her yet she chose to flee from me.

The night of