Betrayed by Blood~
The door slammed shut behind Cain with a force that rattled the frame. His green eyes darkened with anger coursing through his veins. His jaw locked so tightly it sent a sharp ache through his skull. Xander's words echoed in his mind like a curse, unrelenting.
"Out," he growled, his voice low.
The maids, who had been working about the bathroom for his bath, all froze in their tracks. One of them hesitated slightly, about to drop the towel in her hands.
"I said, OUT!" Cain snarled, the sheer force of his voice causing the woman to drop the towels before scurrying toward the door. The others followed, their footsteps hurried and frantic. The last one didn't even dare look back as she shut the door behind her.
Cain stood alone in the bathroom, the steam from the already prepared bath filled the air. His fists clenched at his sides, his nails digging into his palms as Xander's confession replayed in his mind, mocking him.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!