#Chapter 189 – Unexpected Terror

I stare down at Victor at my feet and then, wild, uncomprehending, I look up into the room beyond him. There, at the door – An absolute nightmare come true. I blink, unbelieving – it can’t be possible – But then the nightmare speaks, my own name on its lips. “Evelyn,” Joyce says, smirking as he steps forward. “So gracious of you, to distract him while I took aim.” I gasp, my mind still reeling, and then I fall to my knees, taking Victor’s face in my hands. He groans, his eyes pressed closed – “Victor,” I murmur, looking all over him – I can’t see a wound anywhere – But of course, his back was to me when Joyce shot – Unthinking, I pull Victor forward and he cries out in protestation against the movement. I look over his back and yes – there – Blood is seeping, thick and heavy, from between the edges of his body armor. “You,” I growl, the wolf raising inside me, fixing my eyes on Joyce, who stands over us now. “I am going to kill you, Joyce –“ “Careful, Evelyn,” Joyce sa