The devil’s heart (he doesn’t have one) almost broke the moment he saw the girl, her girl, her human, her Naomi, broke into tears. Liberty didn’t know when the possessive energy has swept his pride away. Maybe it has always been there from the beginning, when they kissed, and when he turned into a questionable mess after they kissed. Maybe Liberty took it with him when he left her to clear his head, to feel the fire again, to force a f*****g progress in looking for answers about their situation.
He doesn’t know.
All he knows is he’s never letting her go out of his sight again. Because even Mia being with her isn’t enough. Here he stands, holding the trembling human he shouldn’t even be able to touch. Pressing her head against his hollow chest, letting her tears fill the emptiness in th
