Facepalm

POV: Alpha Victor Blackwood.

I slowly step out of the damp, freezing confines of the Crimson Chamber, the heavy iron door clanging shut behind me to seal the horrors inside. My boots thud against the rough stone floor as I systematically wipe Slade's fresh, sticky blood off my massive hands. I press hard into my knuckles, scrubbing away the visceral evidence of his brutal execution with a pristin