Chapter 41: Dark Fae Calling
Simeon
Darrius' voice boomed through the hallways. Avery. She had to be the reason, but he said she was safe in his room with his brownie. The floor felt like it dropped out from underneath me. I raced down the corridor to the weapons' chamber. Thoughts tangling in my mind about what may have happened. I was not prepared for the scene before me.
Darrius knelt beside her body and the metallic scent of blood filled the air.
"What happened?" I managed to choke out. I stood in the doorway, unable to move closer. Part of me thinking that to do so would make the horrible scene before me seem more real.
"Watch yerself," Helga said, pushing past me. Her blonde hair was damp with sweat and her bun had loosened, half hanging on one side of her head. Her magical and medicinal supplies tied in small bags hung from the waist of her skirt. "What happened?"