Havok appeared in a cloud of smoke in the center of his grandfather’s kitchen. Belle was there and for a moment he thought about kissing her. He than shook his head as she was married to his grandfather now. The half dragon was many things, but cruel wasn’t one of them.
Tears still flowed down his cheeks even though his features were calm. His icy dragon eyes were a storm of emotions. Lose, anger, hate and utter brokenness all swirling together. He needed someone to hold him, someone to tell him everything would be OK. That being the Dark One would destroy him like it had those that had come before him.