What Hunts Inside the Shadows (Of Flesh & Bone, #2)

by Harper L. Woods

Caldris My soul had split. Half of it consumed by the panic coursing through my veins—the fear that I knew logically did not belong to me, but was hers.

Human men took what they wanted without thought. They forced us to be subservient to their needs, all while acting as if we were revolving doors. Replaceable.

“I love you, Estrella. I have loved you for centuries and waited for you to be mine. If there is no hope, no chance of you accepting me into your heart in truth, then I will gladly allow you to be the one to end my eternity of suffering. If the last thing I see is your face, then I can go to the Void in peace.”