CALEB’S POV
I drew in a deep breath and walked into my bedroom. It was time for penance. Peeling my shirt, I looked into the mirror. In the faint light of the candle, I could see the marks on my back.
Clenching my teeth, I picked up the hunter layered with silver and lashed against my back with as much force as I could conjure. The crackling noise of the whip echoed in the room as I struck myself again and again.
One… two…three…four…five…
I was about to strike for the sixth time when someone grabbed my hand.
“Why are you doing this, Caleb? How will this help?”
“It reminds me of my failure against those flamers, Meridith. It keeps the flame of revenge alive….”
Her soft hands cupped my face and her lips crushed against mine. I found myself responding with ferocity.
Aurora’s face flas
