Hunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #2)

by H.D. Carlton

“Don’t underestimate me, Addie. I’ll become a poor man for you.”

The type of pain Zade delivers is unorthodox, and while there’s always been a part of me that enjoys it—it still hurts. Yet, I crave it anyway.

“You and I will never end, little mouse. Even when we’re six feet under, and our bones are dust, I will haunt your soul until it aches to be free of me. And then, I will hold you tighter.”

“I love you, Zade. Sometimes I can’t fucking stand it,” I say, my voice raspy and uneven. “But it was the only thing that kept me alive. You saved me. Even when we were apart, you saved me. And I hope to God you never stop hunting me.”

Heaven isn’t a place you go to when you die, it’s inside the person that’s worth dying for.