Chapter 13
- Raven's POV:
- I wrenched my head to the side, sucking in desperate gulps of air as if surfacing from nearly drowning. Azrael's searing kiss had utterly unraveled me in a dizzying cyclone of primal needs and sensations I didn't fully comprehend.
- But through the disorienting fog, a chorus of echoing voices clamored inside my mind - a relentless litany of past anguishes and unhealed wounds.