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Chapter 48

When Isobel fell, Chris lost his mind. The rage consumed him, and he killed.

And killed.

Killed until the angels were all dead.

Every. Single. One of them.

Dead.

Pulverized.

Only two people - and a handful of demons - were left standing. Chris and Bambi stood amongst the carnage while Isobel died on the ground.

Because I failed her.

He'd not been able to reach her in time, could only watch in horror as an angel stabbed her in the back.

The fucker died with his guts on the ground.

It didn't rewind time.

Isobel lay on the ground, covered in blood, her breath hitching and whistling, moments from dying. He didn't know what to do. Wail at the injustice. Beat his chest. Kill something else.

He knelt beside her, afraid to touch and yet also wanting to gather her in his arms and rock and sob and scream, "Why?" He understood why people did it now because the helplessness overwhelmed.