Dylan paced the floor in his mother’s bedroom while tossing Simone’s cell phone back and forth. He cursed her for placing him inside this makeshift prison and for the frosty barrier blocking his exit. She was even clever enough to place a barrier in the doorway that led to the balcony. Had she not, he wouldn’t have thought twice about jumping to the ground to escape. The minute he got his hands on her…
No. That’s what had landed him in this mess. He needed to ignore the darkness.
Since he’d given in to its powers, he’d lost control over many aspects of his life. Still, it was the only thing that pacified his hate, and he hated Heaven and Layne more than anything. What little good was left in him wished he could get over what happened between his brother and his ex, but some part of him c
