Episode 107

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MIKAEL'S POV

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"What?" I swing along her line of sight to end on my dress shirt. There's a darker stain with uneven edges that's snagged her mind. Fuck.

She clasps a hand over her mouth, gasping on the recognition. "That's blood. Are you hurt?"

I was, but that does not concern her. It is not her issue to be bothered about. Cillian only managed to escape because he set loose five of his mangy dogs. It was his way of playing. Always had been; the lying cheat. I had no choice but to kill them all. Unfortunately, they were not novices. I took a few jabs before I could eliminate them.

"I had to deal with a few pesky lads." My fists clench and unclench as I wish I could have ended their lives more viciously. Rikal agrees, and the blood lust to tear into a body and rip it apart head to feet clambers to a peak. Every cell in my being screams to kill as anger consumes me.

A chair lightly scrapes on the floor, and Saskia tenses close. "Mikael?" Her hand shakes, but she comes to layin