"Argh!!!!"
In a fit of rage, Killian let out a loud roar that echoed through the forest. It was a primal and guttural sound, one that shook the very foundations of the forest. Turning to a nearby tree, he punched it with all his might.
Leaning his head against the tree, he tried to calm himself down. He couldn't understand this sudden outburst of anger. His heart felt like it was being ripped into two, and he didn't know why. He shouldn't feel this way. After all, things were going exactly as they were supposed to.
Amelia did not belong to him. She wasn't his.
"No, she belongs to us," the devil hissed angrily, rearing his hideous head in the back of his mind. "Killian, don't you dare —"
"Shut up," Killian retorted sharply, irritated by his devil's voice. At this moment, all he wanted was to be alone, and the devil's words were the last thing he wanted to hear.
