“She would rather be dead than be ours!”
Onyx’s howls in his head were making his brain ache and Jay drove through the city furious with himself for the way things had gone sideways. Never in his forty-one years had he ever felt so adrift in his own body.
Onyx wanted nothing more than to go to Iris, mark her and force her affection. It wasn’t what he wanted.
He knew it was pride. From the time he first met Mei when he was only four years old and saw the way she sneered at him, he felt for the first time what it meant for someone to truly dislike him without rational reason. She hated him from the moment their eyes first met. Her mean little comments about how he was an ugly boy with ugly shoes and too skinny hurt his incredibly young feelings. It was clear her family, and the entire v
