Aila ripped the hunter from the ground, a smile growing on her face, a wildness in her eyes reflecting back from Clint's. His gaze lowered to her teeth, and his body shivered. He actually shook in fear, and she delighted in it.
Without waiting any longer, Aila let the overwhelming need to release violence on the hunter consume her. She threw him through the door to the office he exited from earlier, noting how he hit his head against the desk and instantly passed out. "Oh, that's no fun," she huffed, then turned back to see Cassius still on the ground.
He wasn't dead. Aila knew that, but he was utterly lifeless as though he should be. The bond was still in place, meaning her master was still alive. The idea of him dying caused a stir in her chest; she didn't quite want to look into it much.
