Chapter 28

• I look at the mirror on the far wall, cracked from when I’d thrown something earlier. My reflection stares back at me—wild, bloodshot eyes, blood smeared across my face and hands. I barely recognize myself anymore. Who the hell am I without her?
• I’d worked years to keep my beast under control. I’d gotten to where I was, but now, all it takes is one woman to unravel everything. How much power does she have over me?
• I walk over to the mirror, my fists clenched so tight my knuckles are white. Every time I look at myself, I feel disgust. Weak. Pathetic. I’m supposed to be a king, in control of my beast. Yet, it feels like where Elara is involved, I loose it.