BRIAR’S POV
Tavian has vanished from my life, like a ghost that haunted me until recently.
I haven’t seen him since the incident, not even by mistake.
Before, running into him randomly was the most natural thing. Even when I wasn’t trying, I’d find him.
He’d pop out like a jack-in-the-box and bother me with his cruelty, crying on about revenge and his brother.
Now I can’t find him even if I want to, and I don’t know exactly how that makes me feel.
The last time I saw him, I was sure he was crazy.
One moment he was firing at me with animosity, then his lips were on mine. No, not just his lips—his tongue.
I remember how he had ravaged me with his mouth, how he had devoured me until I touched the stars. The memory sends a shiver down my spine.
A monster like him shouldn’t feel
