Archer Crone wears arrogance like a badge of honor, disguising acts of kindness like dirty secrets.
But behind the cold mask is a man with a gentle heart that he hides from others.
A beautiful heart that I stomped on.
A heart that could’ve been mine, but I screwed it all up.
I’m great at ruining things, but not so good at fighting my feelings for him.
The ones that make it hard to breathe.
That hurt.
That burn me to the core at the memories of what we lost.
He’s gotten too deep under my skin. And now that he pulled away, I’m craving him like I’m gasping for air.
And just as I think I can get him back, Zion shows its ugly side.
Envy, jealousy, revenge. Worse—predators lurking in the shadows. The Savages live in the darkness, waiting to drag someone to their pits of hell. And they might not let us have our happily ever after.
But if the man I love is dragged to hell, I’m going there to get him back.