Zade's Pov

Caspian’s house stank of him. Every corner, every wall and every damn piece of furniture. It reeked of his pride, his authority, his perfect little world he thought would last forever.

I had toured the place earlier, but now, with the silence thick and the house echoing, I stepped into the one room that made my blood boil the most.

His bedroom. The moment I entered, I could feel it. The presence of her.

Nyx. Her scent lingered faintly in the air, soft, delicate, infuriating. My eyes flicked to the bed and my jaw tightened. The sheets were neat, but I could still imagine it. Her lying there....