Demitri POV
I climb into the car, my thoughts entirely consumed by Alissia. She actually showed up. Despite everything, despite the danger, the obvious red flags, she came. I picked that location deliberately—secluded, ominous—to scare her out of meeting me. It was meant to push her away, to make her see the real darkness she was stepping into. But she walked right through it, like she wasn’t afraid of anything.
That was foolish. She has no idea how close she came to things going very wrong. I can still feel the sting of her punch. She swung fast, and I didn’t expect it. Didn’t have time to stop it. It wasn’t just the punch though—it’s everything about her. She pushed back against me in a way no one has before. Fought against the darkness instead of running from it.
Who the f**k is Alis
