Chapter 093
DARIUS
I caught my reflection in the window as dawn broke and barely recognized the man staring back at me.
My eyes were bloodshot and sunken, dark circles carved deep beneath them.
My hair was a mess, sticking up in all directions from running my hands through it repeatedly.
My clothes were wrinkled and stained, still the same ones I'd been wearing yesterday.
I looked terrible. Like death itself.
But I didn't care.
Sleep had been impossible. Every time I'd closed my eyes, I'd seen Sebastian's face. Heard his voice. Felt the ghost of his touch on my skin.
And then I'd remember he was gone, taken by nightwalkers, and the panic would surge through me all over again.
So I'd stayed awake. Spent the entire night in my ruined office, surrounded by broken furniture and
