Chapter 24 : : Protecting Gwen

*Darick’s POV*

I never understood how people could hurt children.

Such was the man whose lifeless body was lying on the table. I studied his big crystal blue eyes, the roundness of his face, and his pointy nose. He didn't have a beard or hair on his head. His face was clean and smooth. He looked like a man who could easily gain young people's trust, and maybe that's why he kidnapped little girls. I despised men like him.

When Wendall handed me his case yesterday, I almost threw up reading the long list of atrocities he committed. The thought of his blood in my mouth sickened me, yet would also satisfy me, knowing that his judgment day had come and a sick psychopath like him would be off the streets.

I leaned over the dead man's body and traced my fingers across his neck. I tilted his head back and opened my mouth. I could feel my razor-sharp fangs extending. It had been a while since I had eaten, and I was ready to enjoy this meal.