His beautiful eyes were full of dread and sorrow. “You’re different,” she whispered.He nodded. “Yes, I am.”“You should have told me how different.”A mirthless laugh escaped him. “When?

He had waited too long. He was terrifyingly close to losing himself entirely. There were still fractured pieces of him in there, remnants of the Cliff he saw in the photos Emma had snapped, but the twisted monster rising within him seemed to devour more of them every day.He never wanted Emma to see that monster.He would die first.

Maarev winked. “I say we let them dock then hurl Eliana at them and let her kill them all while the rest of us sit back, relax, and eat what’s left of the jarumi nuggets.” She laughed. “No way, buddy. Those jarumi nuggets are mine.” The big warrior chuckled. “I notice you didn’t object to the killing part.” “Because jarumi nuggets mean more to me than Gathendiens.

Amiriska continued to gently comb her brother’s hair back from his face as she met Seth’s gaze. A muscle twitched in her cheek. “I want to kill the bastards who did this.”“We already did,” Seth said. “Then bring them back so I can kill them again.”“Would that I could,” he muttered.