#Chapter18

Savion woke with a brand new sensation. He looked over at Armarria fast asleep on his chest. Everything about that moment felt so right. He couldn’t sleep despite how tired and satisfied he was. Thoughts of all the people he killed haunted him, especially the little girl. Kids had never been added to his death count until now. His soul, whatever was left of it, was paying the price. Then he looked over at Armarria sleeping so peacefully.

Savion wanted to keep the life he had to endure from her. She was pure and bright when he was tainted and dark. Even though he was heavily satisfied, his mind...