Chapter 30

Betrayed by Blood~

Cain stormed into his room, slamming the door harshly behind him. His chest heaved as he walked straight to the alcohol cabinet and grabbed a bottle of alcohol. He was losing his mind; her taste lingered on his lips and it made him mad.

Why did he do that? Why was he so out of control that he did that?

The image of her wide doe eyes filled his mind again as he downed the drink, the way her lips. Her soft, trembling lips had felt on his.

Damn it!

He tilted the bottle back, the alcohol burning its way down his throat. But it wasn't enough. He slammed the bottle down on the table, the glass shattering from the force. Cain growled frustratedly, almost pulling at his hair.

His fists clenched as he paced the room, his thoughts spiraling. This wasn't him. He wasn't weak. He wasn't ruled by his emotions—or by anyone else.

"She's nothing," Cain growled to himself. "She's nothing to me." He repeated.