Chapter 51 Blood In The Air
- EZRA'S P.O.V
- When we arrived at Liam's pack lands, I knew we were too late. A
- faint smell of vanilla and roses with a hint of pumpkin spice. But that was not all. There was also another smell, copper. Kingston roared in my head at the smell of blood. My team and I rushed toward the back where you could hear screaming. When I got there the scene was horrid. My perfect beautiful mate laid there with her bright red hair stuck to her face as she bled out, her eyes glistening over. My heart is shattering in my chest. I wanted his head on a stake. I wanted to feel his pulse weaken, his eyes staring deep into my own as he struggled to breathe. I wanted with everything in me to see the fear in his eyes as he died at my hands for what he had done to my family. Everything around me seemed to fade as my eyes zeroed in on my target. A woman with long raven hair and dark skin held him by his throat in the air as she screamed random incoherent words. His feet dangled as he struggled against her stronghold. I demanded she let him go, I wanted to be the one to kill him. I wanted the satisfaction of him dying in my hands. But she didn't release him. She only spoke words that broke right through my rage. 'Maybe worry about your dying mate and premature child in the basket.'