Craving the foe

er stomach. It churned, rippling under her skin, like a sickness s

et him

was too raw, too real, and she couldn't tell if it was becaus

ever show vulnerability. But she felt it now

n't let h

n looking back at her was a stranger-someone who had been forged by rage and

now she was

broken. A part that had been draw

breathing in deeply. I wo

kip. Slowly, she turned to find Kai standing there, leani

g away again,"

t know wh

think of. She pulled a gun from her

ever brea

inch. Didn't

u, Seraphine," he said quie

ered the gun, her fingers

whispered. "D

. "I've always done this. Always broken what I t

u," she said, though

h was, she w

rrified her