The Cause - (Makai's Point of View)

As I follow Quinn and Alpha Ben to the old dungeon, I try to forget the hurt look that flashed in Storm's eyes when I told him it was me going to interview the rogue and not the beast.

The beast would much sooner kill the rogue than interrogate him. It did not understand any other language except justice. It could not be reasoned with.

And that was why I avoided contact with people all these years; to avoid setting the beast off somehow.

I had heard the sharp inward breath he had taken and known that he had remembered what the beast had done. I need to talk to him after this, to explain the part of me that scared me, because I don't think Storm understands the gravity of the beast lurking within me.

I feel slightly cowardly for avoiding his eyes, but I was afraid of what I might find there. I was afraid of seeing fear or disgust.

I try to concentrate on the matter at hand while we walked down the old stone steps into the dark, humid dungeon.