Massacre

Jax POV

I ran after Riley as she shot through the open door. I smelled blood, and I feared whoever spilled it was still there. Liam already shifted, standing a few inches taller than me with a body looked carved from a light brown stone. Every muscle of his was sharply defined and larger than his human form.

Riley stood in a large open room with a wall length grey stone fireplace and a couch to seat atleast twenty people shaped in a half circle. The ceiling had long thick beams across the top in a light wood, giving it a feel of a real cabin style home.

Her hand laid over her mouth as she cried into it. Tears ran endlessly down her face and I howled inside she had to witness such brutality, or feel this deep of pain.

Danny Gomez sat on a large wooded chair that looked to be made straight from a tree. The back spokes still held bark over each one. His hands were tied to those spokes, tightly behind his back. His legs open wide and each tied to the bottom of the chair. His mouth was ga