Chapter 296: CHAPTER 296 I Remember Part 1

　　~ CASIMIR ~

　　I was about fourteen or fifteen years old and watching my father beat my mother. He wasn't even using the power- just venting his frustration and anger because she'd said something he didn't like. And I hated him. I hated him with a fury that threatened to burn me alive- as he snarled at her and spewed contempt at her and she sobbed, I wanted him dead.

　　But then he kicked her right in the back and she gasped and rolled over and her face…

　　It wasn't my mother's face. It was Jesse's- tearstained and confused, heartbroken, and in pain.

　　I roared and threw myself at him- claws, teeth, everything in me. He screamed and curled into the fetal position as I unleashed everything I had on him.

　　'Never touch a female in anger again! Never use your strength against someone weaker! There is no courage in that!'

　　When I'd finally beaten him senseless and was crouched over him, my chest heaving, I wondered if he was dead.