Wordless

Sebastian's rage was still a blazing inferno deep within himself. 

The moment he heard the word 'die' being uttered from Izabelle's lips, he had to force himself not to fly off his handle and go on a hunt to kill someone. Just the mere mention of Izabelle dying had his entire being boiling with so much fury he could barely contain himself. How dare they even mention such a thing! 

It was at this moment when he wished time was still as before and that societal norms had not changed – that it was still during the old times where they were not restricted from killing their own kind easily. Despite knowing the rules and being in his position, Sebastian could barely stop himself from blowing his top and do something bloody in front of all these people. 

If tonight was not Izabelle's birthday… if she was not staying right here, next to him… he was not sure what he would had done by now.