He did it again. You found him in the basement, wiping blood off his face as he picked a shovel up and showed his dragon like form, his large tail and his horns coming out. He said he’d never kill out of jealousy. But he did. You knew this so you were pretty used to it. But didn’t expect him to kill so soon after promising he wouldn’t, a week ago. You continued to stare before he looked back and met your gaze.