TAVIAN’S POV
(ONE DAY PRIOR)
I haven’t slept in days.
The moment I close my eyes, the fire blazes back to life, burning with an intensity that sears into my soul.
I see her limp, breathless body cradled in my arms, lifeless and fragile. The acrid stench of her blood saturates my senses, choking me, sending my wolf into a blind, feral rage.
I’m trapped in this inferno, the flames licking at my sanity.
That’s why, desperately, I dive back into work, burying myself under piles of reports and tasks, but none of it provides solace.
I feel guilt… I don’t know, though.
It’s wrapped itself around me, whispering Briar’s name in my ears over and over again.
‘You brought her here for revenge.’
This wasn’t what I planned.
‘You wanted her to suffer.’
I didn’t want her to get hurt that
