"Sinclair," Cain called, "Take these things and throw them into the Hallow,"
Theo's head snapped up.
Liam stiffened, and for the first time since he removed the mask, something fractured in his composure. His jaw tightened, his fingers curling slightly at his sides. A moment later, his expression was unreadable again.
"Yes, Alpha," He bowed.
Theo watched him move.
"Don't you dare touch them!" She spat at him, but he didn't listen. She tried to move, but the person holding her down didn't relent.
She turned around and Eric stood there.
"Let me go!"
"Stay down, Teddy. Or Cain will run out of mercy," He said.
Run out of mercy? She looked around the courtyard and the school as a whole. What mercy did he have in the first place?!
"I said let go!"
But he refused. She watched as Liam approached the remains, bent down and lifted what was left of Sylas and Zeke without a word.
Her chest felt hollow. As if something essential had been ripped out and burned alongside them.
