“You’re a good man, Lex, despite the blood that runs through your veins.” My eyes flutter at the feel of her fingertips against my face. “You don’t know that.” When I blink them open, she’s watching me unflinchingly. “I do, because the blood that runs through my veins belongs to that madman. If you’re lost, then so am I.” She touches my lips. “So are Wicker and Pace. And this baby? He’s ruined before he takes his first breath.”
