Shane
One second I’d been ending his life and the next, my mom’s scent filled my nostril, the metallic taste of blood on my tongue. Blood splashed along the wood floors and stained the walls. It stained the couch. It was done but what was this feeling? I dropped my gaze but Maximus closed his eyes, blocking the view from me.
I didn’t need to see to know, it didn’t block out the feel of her small body. It didn’t stifle my mother’s scent as it blended with the metallic taste of blood. As realization dawned on me, I choked. I didn’t see her get closer, I didn’t see her move at all. At the last minute, she’d pushed him out of the way and thrown herself in the way.
