RIVEN BLACKWOOD POV

‘Help me’

Those two words lurked in my mind, Hazel's blood-drenched face flickering in my memory.

I could still remember the fear that had crept into her eyes when she saw me through the car window, yet she'd still asked for me to save her.

Witnessing the death of Styles and his family had been satisfying, especially after what they did to my family through Julian, but then I'd locked eyes with Hazel and she'd reached for me to save her.

Even back then, she'd ...