Corinna

My emotions threaten to overwhelm me as I take in the scene in front of me, instinctively holding Elias closer to my body, as my eyes land on his blood covered father who is laughing manically while Mateo and Rhys pin him down against the grey wall by his arms.

On the floor lay eight dead and decapitated clan members, blood is splattered cross the walls, floor and the metal chair that has been twisted, bent and ripped from the place in the floor where it was bolted down, and had been tossed against the wall the amount of rubble that used to be a part of the wall...