Yujun's POV
Blood pools at my feet, spreading out towards my black shoes as the pulsations of the red organ dies out slowly.
He's dead.
The smell of blood is sickening and my knees buck under me, but Jaehyun catches me before I would hit the floor, holding my body and saying some words that I can't hear over the screams inside of my head.
I killed him.
This is not the first time I am killing a man, but it has never been this way, I have never ripped a man's pumping heart out of his chest before…never felt this proud and satisfied to see a man lose consciousness.
When I came into the house, all I could see was the way he had ruined my life, the way he had looked down from the balcony, laughing and taunting me while I was bleeding out.
All I could see was the painfully handsome smile on his face as he grinned down at me while Haeri's life was being threatened.
A light shaking brings me out of my lost headspace and I whimper softly as my alpha's voice breaks through the noise.
