When Innocence Burns
Gratitude crashed over me like a wave, relief so profound it drowned the pain for a heartbeat.
Tears soaked his shirt, my fingers clutching at the fabric, body molding to his in desperate need. Dad and Treyvan’s warnings, stay away, he’s dangerous, flickered dimly. But they were irrelevant now. He was here, not them. He had saved me. My savior. The one who’d pulled me from hell.
"Zacian," I choked out, my voice muffled against his neck. I inhaled the clean scent of him, spice and clean cedar, amid the carnage. "You, you came. Oh God, thank you. I thought…I-I thought I was going to…"
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