It’s been four weeks. Four painstakingly long weeks of nothing but pure agony.
Abandoning the life that I had proved far more difficult than I imagined. But I couldn’t bear to be there any longer knowing that I’d failed Isabella.
She was my responsibility. I was supposed to protect her from the evil in this world, and I turned my back when she needed me the most.
Hatred for myself swirls in my gut as I inhale the heavy smoke in the air, allowing it to singe my lungs. The pain was welcomed, and I inhaled again, nearly choking on the blackened remains of my father’s compound.
Of course, the moment I began my rampage; He dipped out. The bastard was a coward. And my brother followed suit. I destroyed building after building with Orion. We were bloodthirsty. Shaking with a rage that cou
