Vincent/Vaelthor~
If anyone had ever told me that a day would come when I'd forget every vow, every scar, every purpose that dragged me to the surface world—and instead trail after a girl like some love-struck fool—I would've laughed in their face, then slit their throat just to make sure the words never spread. But today? Today it happened.
My head was a hurricane of shadows, thoughts colliding and shredding each other as Kat's hand closed tight around mine, pulling me through the crowd. Every step away from Winter felt like tearing muscle from bone, but I made no move to stop her. What the hell was I doing?
