Maelis

“Yours? You let your mate die and you chose a woman who doesn't even know how to look after your daughter. So don’t talk to me about what is yours!”

I watched the light drain out of Lucian’s eyes. The raw fury, the possessive rage that had been boiling just a moment ago, completely dissolved, replaced by that unfamiliar look of deep, crushing devastation.

His hands, which had been gripping my arms hard enough to bruise, loosened entirely.

I took the opportunity instantly as I slipped effortlessly out of his deadened grasp, leaving his arms hanging uselessly in the air.

I was walking away, but suddenly stopped when I...