Scarcely had there been a moment in Kairo’s life when he thought that he had done something wrong. That he was doing something wrong. His moral compass was true North, his ability to determine wrong from right was always a sharply honed blade that drew a firm line on the sand between.
The last time he had done something wrong, something so vile, unforgivable, had ended with him punished, raped, and cursed for all eternity. A wretched thing he was, forced to walk the earth with no sense of humanity and forever a beast without memory.
He thought that had been the worst day of his life.
Nothing could compare to it.
And yet… yet, caught between his firm grasp, face forced up to meet the Beast that loomed over her. Leya’s expression of terror eclipsed all the wrongs he has ever done. The pa
