Friday, July 26, 2019


I killed my first man at the age of twelve. I've been killing ever since. I thought it was all I lived for…until Abby. Until the woman I'd kidnapped became the woman I couldn't walk away from.

She owns a piece of me I wouldn't take back, but the rest? The only way to protect her is to hold back the parts inside me that are too ugly to ever reveal. I'll keep her safe, even from me.

And it works. We have the nights, and I hunt my way through the days. Alone.

Until an attack reveals a threat we didn't see coming. One that could take away the dream I didn't realize I had.

Everything. With her.

I'm on the hunt of my life. My prey might run, but in this fight—for her, for us—they don't stand a chance.

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I needed to protect her—that thought went through my head on a continuous loop I couldn’t seem to stop. I should be out there fixing this, hunting down the bastards who’d taken her home from her, erasing that guarded look from her eyes, but I couldn’t. All I could do was rage inside and wait. I shouldn’t be waiting while the woman I loved was in danger.

That’s right. Love. I was in love with a woman who wanted to leave me behind.

Made perfect sense.

My breath hitched as an image of my parents the last time I saw them flashed in my mind. Dead. Covered in blood. That’s what love led to.

And yet something inside me—a heart? A soul?—something deep refused to let go of the word as I watched Abby cross the room to her suitcase. I couldn’t protect her from her attackers—yet—but I could keep her head out of the sand. It was the only way to save her right now.

“We need to talk.”

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