Liv’s POV

The biting chill of the late afternoon air clawed through my coat, slipping through every vulnerable crack and pressing into my bones.

I shivered as I drove, convincing myself for the hundredth time that I wasn’t going back because of Kaelon, but because of my work.

I could not understand how one Blackwood would annoy me to the bones, while just hearing the other one speak made my knees weak.

I feel so fucked.

“I am not returning because Kaelon ...