(Author's POV)
*Trigger Warning: Violence Mentioned*
"B~ … bo~ …. boss~ …." The other vampire stammered, looking at the person in front of them. "Who the fuck is that?"
Leroy scowled, 'Fuck~ …. who is here to disturb us …. now.' He then looked dead into the person's eyes and said, his voice casual, "Whosoever you are, just fuck off before I rip you apart."
Clouded by the sheer bloodthirst for Myra's blood, he didn't notice the obvious changes in the person's eyes. His sharp brown eyes were now glowing and burning like live charcoal.
Brave glanced at the floor where Myra, still bound to the chair, was lying flaccid. The mere sight of her like this made his blood boil to a hundred degrees Celsius, and in that moment, all hell broke loose.
