ZEVRAN ILVANE POV

"No, you're the one driving me crazy. I don't know what the fuck you want from me."

"I want you to belong to me. I want you to love me. I want you to stop running."

She struggled, trying to pull her hands from my hold.

"Who said I was running! I'm here aren't I?"

I scoffed, pressing even closer. "Are you? Didn't you make a deal with Camille? I know everything. You were going to leave me." My gaze hardened, the thought of it painting my vision with blood. "But before ...