Tristan’s hands curled into fists, his grip so tight that his knuckles started to turn white. All he at that moment was red, his body trembling slightly at the barely restrained anger coursing through his veins.I made YOU!

Mika’s words echoed in his head, the bitter truth of it sent embarrassment sinking into his bones. And then regret.

Hard, cold regret.

“You are right.” He admitted with a chuckle, the pain clouding his eyes. “A big fool for giving up Haven for something as stupid ...