The Saints Have Fallen: Chapter 13

Ana

I parted my lips. I wanted to speak but somehow I couldn’t. He looked down at me wearing a serious frown as opposed to his former amused and unbothered ones. His eyes seemed to be swimming in a pit of fire. It burned a dangerous red shade. Did I say something wrong?

I was about to form words when suddenly he spun in an angry force. He kicked the head clean off one of the creatures. Blood splattered everywhere. “I don’t like being interrupted.” He seethed in a venomous tone. The creatur...