Mary-Allison Flagstone

He’s ashamed. Ashamed for relying on his instincts. What it must have been like for Christopher in the early days of his curse, confused, heartbroken—To keep living for someone you can’t find, when all you want to do is love them. ‘Where is the crime in that?’ A trail of broken hearts haunts him. The souls he’s stolen shout at him. But I don’t care. I’d do the same if it meant I’d end up at this exact moment in time with him.

“Do you ...