AMARA’S POV

My life was crumbling before my eyes, yet all I could think about was getting consumed by this giant hunk of a monster.

Caelan’s lips tasted like sin against my lips. His kiss was hungry, messy and hot. Almost as hot as the flames that scorched Jacob’s body. If not more.

The thought of Jacob’s death only added more fuel to my rage. I poured all of my emotions into the kiss, pushing my body even more into his.

My hands held his face, pressing our lips more to each other as ...