Alaric’s POV:

I think I may have been obsessed with her.

No—I didn’t think. I fucking knew it. I was obsessed with everything about my wife: her face, her body, her stubbornness. Her goddamn attitude. The way she trusted me. The way she wanted to know me.

The way she thought she wouldn’t hate me once she found out who I really was. What I’d done—to her family and mine.

And I hated it. So much. The last time I was obsessed with someone, my heart was eventually ripped out of my ...