The Blood We Crave: Part Two (The Hollow Boys, #4)

by Monty Jay

He is missing from me.

But it wasn’t my father that turned Lyra into a monster. It was me.

I told her if I had her once, I wouldn’t be able to stop, and I meant it.

Everything smells like her, and I hate it.

My distance isn’t because I don’t want her. It’s because I want her too much, and living in this house with her is hell.

Whatever she wants, she will have it. I’d give her the world if she asked me for it.

How does she not realize yet that I would follow her anywhere? That she will never be alone again.

If she wanted my heart, I’d give it to her.