Lexie knew that another word from her would only provoke him further. He was already consumed by fury, and he was never going to accept anything she had to say.
Isiah continued walking slowly toward the transportation center. He sensed no other dark creatures in the immediate perimeter, which brought him a faint trace of relief. If he encountered any more beasts tonight, he would fight; even with a ruined limb, he would do whatever it took not to merely survive, but to destroy everything in his path.
Lexie stood motionless, watching his retreating silhouette. She felt completely untethered, uncertain of what to do next. The violent deaths of her mother and two sisters had left her shattered, and only Ciel had given her a reason to keep breathing.
