His ear-splitting howl tore through the air. And I couldn't help but cry along with him… my hand moved to my chest… and I wondered if even my heart was enough to compensate him.
I really didn't know how to feel… I was the same thing that destroyed all that he had… A Chosen.
Damon bowed his head, cradling her and his baby close. Blood soaked into his skin, but he didn't care. He just held them like that… rocking her gently, as if she might wake up if he did that.
My chest clenched tightly at the pitiful view… the two women who ran uphill to escape danger ended up sacrificing their lives… and in the most brutal way.
Sadly she never woke up. Tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes.
And the hill was silent again, except for the soft cries of a child.
"I'll find who did this. And I will rip their throat out…"
