Capítulo 107: Too Late

Everest was just a step away from the animal's den, ready for blood when he heard the irritable clamor of Killorn's men. They proudly addressed him as their one-true leader, the sound of the werewolves pissing Everest off. He slinked into the shadows of the trees to see Killorn rushing forward.

Tch. 

Everest waited near the forest to see what Killorn would do. He watched with a jealous heart as Killorn reached into his jacket for a key mid-run.

If it had been Everest, he'd never physically punished Ophelia like this. If he had been her husband, he'd have many twisted things waiting for her, but never like this. Ropes in the bed, leather on her wrists, there were more than one way he'd treat his wife at her disobedience, but never beyond that. 

A wife was meant to be treasured… loved… protected. Killorn had failed all three.