Watching the Chief finally die, hearing the gurgling of his breathing as his lungs filled with blood was a highlight of my life. This man caused nothing but pain, and he deserved to die.
The sound of rustling clothing makes me focus a moment before I hear the scream. I can’t see in front of me because I have the Chief impaled on my talons, so I retract them and the moment he drops to the ground, I see him.
I scream for Merethyl, but it’s too late, he’s already swinging the board in his hand toward her head.
She goes flying into Everett and Kaylani, who are on the floor. I slam my fist into the man’s face before racing over to Merethyl. If anything happens to her; if she’s dead …
Everett is already touching the side of her head. “Fractured skull,” he says, not looking up at me. He cont
