The bodies are gone, leaving only a large, dark stain on the ground.
The sight is enough to bring me back to my senses, though. The moment I walked into Caine's suite, my brain was scrambled. There's only one thing I can pinpoint as the cause of my strange behavior: The man is just too attractive.
It's stupid. I know it's a stupid reason. But…
God. Was I always this type of person?
The window is cool and soothing as I rest my forehead against it, my sigh deep enough to wilt my entire body. I always considered myself a good person, someone with morals and loyalty.
My head thuds against the glass again. What kind of person am I becoming? Alpha's blood stains the ground below, yet here I stand, thinking about the way Caine's fingers felt against my skin.
"You're disgusting," I mumble to myself, shuddering at my lack of humanity.
