Hunter’s eyes snapped open to pitch black, and he let out a ragged laugh. "Burn me alive," he growled, slamming his fist against the floor. "What’s the damn point now?" He collapsed, the cold biting into his skin. Was this hell? Had to be—the dagger inside his heart, holding him prisoner.
Her face flashed behind his eyelids, pale, lifeless. "Bullshit," he snarled. "I saw her power. She can’t be gone." His voice cracked. "No. No, no, I’m the monster here. Come on, Chloe… come back and finish me."
His thoughts blurred, slipping to Victoria. The second he’d laid eyes on her, it was over. Centuries of ice in his veins, and she’d shattered it in a breath. Chloe too. That damn look of hers, like she could see straight through him, past the Hunter, past the darkness. No one else had ever bother
