There was a loud sobbing noise and then a male voice in the unused hallway that Keelion was just about to pass by.
Someone shouted in a plea. A voice that he could recognize even in his sleep.
Then an irritated grunt from the supposed male.
Keelion paused. Alexis? He skipped to the hallway, clicking on the switch that turned on the chandelier.
He fisted his hands.
Augustus. What the fuck is he doing?
Alexis was pinned to the wall, forcefully being stripped by him despite her teary face of a mess and all the begging she was spitting out.
How dare he touch her…? Had he lost his mind?
Red filled Keelion's vision. Pure unsuppressed rage burned inside of him and he stormed towards them without a second thought, snatching Augustus by the wrist, every intention down to the last being to break his wrist.
The anger he felt, rattled like it could burst right out of his chest, tempting him to almost rub his chest and breathe.
