Chapter 77:

Kieran's POV

The blood wouldn't wash off my hands no matter how many times I scrubbed them raw under the running water.

I'd been standing at this basin for hours while watching pink-tinted water swirl down the drain, but every time I looked at my palms I could still see the stains from killing twentynine of my own warriors.

My chambers looked like a battlefield because I'd destroyed everything within my reach the moment Damien had finally left me alone.

Furniture was overturned ...