Revealed

The rage and need clawing its way out of me have subsided for now. I can let Lily leave the bedroom and think beyond the moment.

God the words choke me, shriveling to ash in my mouth. I can’t even say to myself what Dominic did to me. Still his life is forfeit to me… I don’t care about the repercussions. Even with the satisfaction of bloodying him, I doubt I’ll even stop craving his pain. Soren provides me an anchor in the storm. He knows, and can sometimes hear, the words that die on my lips. And he knows anger isn’t the only fuel for the rage. Only Soren realizes the beast is always raging inside of me, and it always will be.