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All he saw was red!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Blade wanted blood. Blood of the bastard who has hurt her. He was gone so much into his rage that he didn't realize when her body swayed and her eyes rolled back.

Xander was fast to engulf her cold, pale, fragile body in his arms before she could fall.

His arm snaked around her thighs and her back as he carried her up in a bridal style. Her head hung back with her hair cascading down, her body was limp and cold in his embrace.

He placed her on the bed softly and moved away from her. His eyes kept going to her scar again and again. He checked her breathing and pulse. Her heartbeat was normal.

She lost consciousness due to shock or perhaps stress. He wanted to kill himself for forcing that shirt out of her hand.

With a towel still wrapped around his lower body, he slouched back on the sofa beside the bed. His green eyes were dead set on the vicious claw marks on her fragile body.

His mind raced with gazillions of thoughts regarding her beha
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