Chapter 116

Daxon pov

Hunger.

That was all I felt.

The insatiable hunger inside me to feel lives slowly fade beneath my hands, to feel their pulse weaken as my fingers tightened around their throats.

The desire to watch that flicker of fear in their eyes dim and dim until nothing remained.

The urge— violent, addictive to watch them die… die for me.

Haha!

Oh, how I loved it.

Oh, how it thrilled me.

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