DIMITRI'S POV

But it wasn't just the curse. The physical manifestation of the curse caused hot blood to pump through my veins.

The doctor said I would likely not survive another attack, especially if I didn't have Camille close.

Seeing my flesh turn diseased caused my stomach to twist because I believed that was it.

Death had come for me. Camille was going to have to grieve me while she searched for our son.

"Not now..." I pleaded to whatever forces cared to listen. "I can't die ...