Covetous (The Marked Mage Chronicles, #2)

by Victoria Evers

Words were a funny thing. They couldn’t be taken back, and their damage festered longer than any physical wound. I could have literally stabbed him in the chest, and it would have hurt less. He did feel pain. True pain. His jaw was set, forcing his features into neutrality, but he couldn’t hide the anguish in his eyes, couldn’t hide the fact that he wasn’t breathing.