Raising her hand, Zuri cupped Khaos’s face and smeared the lycan’s face with blood. She was smiling playfully at him.
"You don’t need to worry about me, I am fine, this is not my blood," Zuri said casually. She was beaming.
That statement made Gayle felt dread. The way Zuri spoke, the way she smiled, the way she didn’t feel any regret or anything made him felt ill all over his body. He knew whose blood was that.
If it was not Zuri’s blood, then it must be someone else’s and he was right about it.
"I killed my maid," Zuri said easily, as if she was stating the fact.
"Why?" Khaos’s expression didn’t change even after he heard what happened. He tucked strands of Zuri’s hair behind her ear.
"She combed my hair too hard. That’s why I killed her. I don’t like it."
Gayle swallowed down so hard when he heard that. This was not Zuri. This was completely not her. Khaos would have known that it was not Zuri, right?
However, Khaos didn’t give any reaction, he simply nodded and then took Zuri’s hand.
"We need to clean you up, you can’t go around with blood on you like this."
And that was all Khaos’s reaction when he heard what Zuri had done to the poor maid girl.
Gayle knew this was not Zuri. There was no way she would be so care less and heartless like this. Zuri always had this urge to kill anyone around her, especially when she was being too emotional or overwhelmed.
It was because of the side effect of the curses that was inflicted on her and they couldn’t completely blame her for that. Even Gayle thought they had been very cruel to Zuri and ruined her life.
However, Zuri would try to fight it back, she knew that it was not right. She would feel disturbed and bothered whenever she had the urge or even fear of herself whenever she felt the urge to kill someone else.
Yet, this Zury in front of him didn’t even feel an ounce of regret at all. She looked like she enjoyed it. And what made things even worse, was the fact that this wouldn’t be the last time.
The death of the maid was the beginning for Zuri to kill someone else. Her first journey to her killing spree.
A week later, they found a warrior was dead. The brutality of the attack was flabbergasted. His intestine was out. His body and limbs were being cut out and he was half burned from the waist down. It was a gruesome scene to see and no one was be able to stand the sight of it, even though most of them was a battle hardened warrior.
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