Chapter 147: Family Secrets

XENOIS     It was a sound of pure agony, high--pitched and desperate, echoing off the walls with enough force to make me wince. But it wasn't my mother's voice -- it was Sophia's, and she sounded like she was being tortured.   Thorne and I exchanged a single look before we both moved at the same time, pushing past my startled father and racing toward the source of the screaming. My heart was pounding with a mixture of fear and confusion as we ran through the hallways, following the sounds of distress to their origin.   We burst through the door of the main guest room to find a scene that made my brain struggle to process what I was seeing.   Sophia was tied to a chair in the center of the room, her body covered in what looked like hours worth of well planned out injuries. Her face was swollen and bloody and she was barely recognizable, her scent was sour and bitter which made my nose wrinkle unconsciously at the scent, her clothes were torn and stained, her hands bent at angles that cl