LIANDREN'S POV

Imagine trying not to think about the past... but what if your past comes knocking right at your doorstep?

"What kind of sick game is the Moon Goddess playing?" I blurted out unconsciously.

My chest rose and fell as I stared at the man who broke my soul.

Rowan Lightwood.

Of all the people to be my chosen mate—why did it have to be him?

Rowan tried to take my hand in a handshake, but I recoiled, letting my hand fall back to my side.

"What are you doing here? Is ...