WRAITH’S POVA bottle of whiskey sat before me. No matter how much I drank, it wasn’t enough—no amount could dull this ache inside me.Gods, she really thought me a monster, and maybe she was right. I’d shot her and thrown her into a cell. She might have betrayed me, but in the end, the Nightshade potion had saved me. I never thanked her for that.I’d kept the truth from her—to protect her. That was my excuse. But the real reason? I was afraid that if she ever found out, she wouldn’t feel the same way. And I was right.Last night, for the first time, she’d seen me for what I truly was: an animal, a beast, and a monster.I heard the footsteps. Jake was supposed to meet me here, in my wing, in a few minutes—but I didn’t need to look to know it wasn’t him. It was Natasha.I poured myself another glass of whisky, deciding to ignore her.“You’re mad at me, aren’t you?” she asked. And though I wasn’t looking, I knew there’d be a smile on her face. “You shouldn’t be. In fact, you should be t
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