The Power Of Cithrí - A Chaol Westfall Fanfiction

The after

This is my second Chaol Westfall story, so if you haven't read the first one I would recommend you do as this one follows on after. Enjoy :)

What was I? Another body fell onto the floor, neck twisted in the wrong direction, hands reaching out for help. The alien feeling wasn't leaving me, windows bursting, spraying glass shards over the floor. I'm a monster. There was the howl of the beginning of the hunt as the wolf pounced onto a woman, blood splattering my face.

A figure moved in front of me, her perfect body styling the riding gear perfectly. "What are you?" Saskia challenged me, the blood and life of every woman hanging from my fingers. The tears were flowing down me, I could barely see past the image of my broken heart. Cowardly murder.
If he hadn't been here... If he had been safe in his chambers! "You brought him here!" I snarled, pulling the knife out. Shadow - done with her last victimn whimpered behind me, she was bound to me, but Saskia was a friend, someone she was trained to not kill. A love had grown between them. "You lied to me! Betrayed me! And now he's dead!" I screamed, throwing the knife at her. She ducked, and I charged, wrapping my hands around her throat. I couldn't feel my body as my fingers clamped down. Saskia turned blue, scrawling, scratching to be free. "We are friends y/n."
The rage was a fire in me. Consuming me. "I have no friends! I have nothing!"
Her head drenched the floor in blood as I slammed her down time and time again, the sound was a hollow thwack.
As the life ebbed out her eyes she held my hand. "You had me."

I screamed, falling to the floor, even Shadow looked at me like I was a stranger. I had killed everyone, the bodies piling so high they reached my hips. I walked up, and walked all the way back to the glass palace. No one said a word as I walked into the dungeon, Shadow on my heels.