Chapter 50)Seeing Red

***Maria's POV*** I gave the hybrid his knife back. Right between the eyes. I felt a slight twinge somewhere deep in my chest, but I'm good at ignoring it by now. I honestly hate taking life. I really do. Even the worst people I have a bit of trouble with. Even after everything they've done to me, it's hard to kill them. Because the moon goddess cursed me with a conscience, d@mnit. I don't know why. Not many other pure bloods seem to have one. But I do. So whenever it appears necessary to take someone's life, I'm always confronted with. . . Who do you think you are? You're not the goddess. Why do you decide who deserves to live or die? EVERYONE deserves a second chance. From my heart and. . . I can decide because life's not about 'deserve'. It's about who's strong enough to take what they want. To do what they need to survive. And it's not an option to let the bad guys get what they want, that'd