ZEVRAN ILVANE POV

Vesper was gone.

And knowing that tore my heart into a million pieces.

Even now, I could still see her eyes and the pain that had lingered in them as she stared up at me like a monster that had come for her soul

Taking over from Zevroth had been a war—a war I had barely won—and still I accomplished nothing.

My jaw tightened, the pulsing ache in my chest spreading like fire through my veins.

Why did it always have to be like this? Why was I always abandoned by anyone ...