KIERAN BLACKWOOD
The pain is like an electric current running through my body, burning and freezing at the same time.
The cold begins to spread through my chest, and the silver dagger that Victor drove in there seems to pulse, stealing what little strength I have left.
I’ve been close to death before. Many times, in fact. But I never felt fear. I never feared what was coming... until now.
Because now there’s Scarlett.
I feel the hard ground beneath my back, the weight of my mortality pressing on my chest, along with the blade that threatens my life.
I can’t move my body, but I know she’s near. I can feel her presence. Then, her voice reaches my ears, hoarse and desperate.
“Kieran, no! Please, don’t leave me!”, she sobs, and the sound tears at me more than any blade could.
Her touch
