Another body one after another, i watch as blood covers the walls, floor, everything imaginable. I could hear his low breathing right beside my neck, but i could do was lay there as if i was dead. Keeping my eyes glued together i didn't even dare to breath. Slashing me across my face with his claws i don't even quiver in fear, all i did was lay there practically dead. Finally he moves away,probably satisfied with his kills. Staying there in a puddle of blood i hear him stomp through my torn up house, i could hear others trying to run away. The torture i heard that day will never leave my mind for the rest of my life. From this point on i knew my goal in life was to revenge my packs lives, the only way i could do this was kill Damien Scave.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.