CHAPTER 19: HER TEARS

DAMIEN’S POV:

The metallic scent of blood filled my nostrils, some of them being Maya's, but the majority belonged to the dying bastard in my hands.

"Mercy, please," the guard wheezed as I tightened my grip on his neck, making his chokes fill the air.

It took every ounce of self-restraint in me not to snap his neck. My canines had lengthened, and I could see the guard’s reddening face through my wolf’s eyes.

"What the fuck were you trying to do to her?" I demanded, but he remained silent, which only aggravated me more. I took his wrist in my hand, and a sickening snap filled the air, followed by his cries of pain.

"Fuck! Someone sent me to kill her, okay?!" He screamed, my hand still on his throat, cutting off his air supply. I flung him to the other two guards standing by the door, and they held both of his arms.

"I will deal with you later," I said before directing my furious gaze to the others.

"I will deal with all of you later. Lock him up," I growled before scooping Maya’s tre