His eyes touch over the bruise forming on my cheek, and it’s game over for Davies. I want to weep with relief. “If you think killing me is going to end this, you’re fucking stupid, Draven!” “I don’t want you to die. I want you screaming,” Nox says, his voice wavering as his bond fights to the surface. “She gave the power away, but that’s okay. I have it. I’ll take care of this with fucking pleasure. Who would’ve thought these demons of mine would come in handy?”
