(multiple pov)
Calmly Vergon Müller looked at his brother who drove his secretary to her death, the body freezing. Through the brotherly bond he felt the madness of his elder brother, it sucked him in like a black hole. It had not been long ago but he remember seeing her dying over and over before him.
Blood, her confusion and the rage of her mother. As her secondary mate Vergon felt it all wishing to claw out his aching hearts.
There seemed to be a cracking sound.
A roar.
The body of his mate he had taken not too long ago had bled from all eight orifices. Her insides thrown up, saw how she watched as that fucking female had poisoned her so thoroughly.
(ROAR) he heard, sinking deeper.
He could not move.
Why couldn't he move?! Why was he petrified... Vergon Müller turned his head and looked at the few standing outside. In a flash, blood splashed with the sound of thumping from the fallen heads.
