Chapter 89

hapter 89

Neah

His eyes were on my hand. Weird hollow rasps come out of him as blood trickles down the front of his top.

Very slowly he looks down. Like time had stopped to allow him to process what had happened. His hands shake as he touches his chest, he croaks and his body sways. Without a single thought, I shove him off the roof. Standing still until I hear his body hit the ground with a deafening crack. 2

Sitting down, I pull my knees to my chest, letting the cold night air rustle through my hair. I had just killed

someone. 3

I turn my hand over to look at it, it had partially shifted. Dried spots of blood still lingered. Running my thumb over the tips of my fingers, I feel nothing, no pain, no sharp edges under my skin. The claws had disappeared as quickly as they came.