Killian’s Point Of View
Darkness bled into my vision. I climbed into the driver's seat and started the engine. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly and I drove out of the lot.
Fifteen minutes later, I parked my car in the private garage of my estate and walked in.
My estate was usually quiet. Just like I'd always liked it. Dimly lit by low chandeliers. But tonight there was a shift in normalcy. I could hear the loud laughter from a mile away.
As I walked down the hallway, loud, uncharacteristic noises drifted from the kitchen and grated on my nerves. I followed the sound, my steps silent, until I reached the doorway.
I stopped at the door to the kitchen and stepped in. A rush of familiar scents invaded my nostrils but I was interested in only one. Her scent hit me, sweet a
