Raine’s POV

That was one sweet experience and I couldn’t explain how good the death of Oren made me felt. In the heat of excitement, I decided to dump the car on the hill and walk home back to the palace, his blood splattered all over my face.

There was nothing to hide; I wanted to feel the midnight air caress my face as his blood and marrow dripped down my face, the feeling more pleasurable than the gory chaos scattered all over my face.

The palace mansion to Fox Hill was more than ten minutes’ drive and it took me more than an hour to walk there but the...