Draven Fox

"No wonder it was easy for her to force me into Nathan's arms." Melody sighed, curling further into my chest inside my office, minutes after everybody, including Peter and Paul, left.

"It was never about hating me. "She laughed bitterly. "It was about saving her own life."

"Can you, though?" I asked, rubbing her back as she got comfortable.

"Can I what?" She raised her head, looking at me from under her eyebrows.

"The prophecy clearly said that Gwen would die of her blood. When the time comes, will you kill her?" I tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then slightly rubbed the side of...