Kharon reappeared in the doorway. I froze. He stalked over to where I was sitting. Glacial blue eyes burned with fury. “If you dare harm yourself,” he rasped softly, high cheekbones glinting like razor blades, “I’ll bring you back to life and torture you for all of eternity.” My breath hitched. Long fingers wrapped around the column of my throat like he was demonstrating how he’d do it. His thumb hovered over my fluttering pulse. A strange queasiness cramped my lower stomach, and my head spun.
