Chapter 52

Estelle POV

I walked to the ward, with Felix behind me. He was awfully quiet, staring at my head, and I shook my head at him. Why is he surprised by what I did? After all, I am Red, the night hunter, slayer of men, ruthless and cold. He has never seen this part of me, but at least he has heard of it. I entered the ward, and he was covered with green slimy stuff. They turned to me, and their eyes widened in shock.

“Why is there blood all over you?” Maven asked. I smirked, remembering what I did to the bastard a Few Minutes Ago.

“Now it is time to have an external punishment without dying,” I said, my voice dark and a smirk on my lips. I twirl my icy daggers in my hand, checking how sharp they are on my finger.

“Oh, sharp. Just how I like it,” I mumbled, looking at the blades.

“Estelle, what are you doing?” Felix asked, nervous. I looked at Adam, and I ignored Felix.

“Try not to make this difficult,” I said, slamming him to the wall without lifting my finger. He groaned, not expecting it