C132 CHAPTER 132

(Deacon POV)

Red.

Rouge.

Crimson.

All I could see was red. My vision was clouded with blood red.

Red with anger. Fury. Rage. And that was just me, forget about my wolf! He wanted blood. He was out for Lydia’s blood. He wanted to rip her head clean from her neck, to gouge her eyes from the sockets, torture and maim her until she bled out slowly and painfully, but no, we needed to end this