The memories of last night crashed into Casian's mind, leaving him stunned.
His desperate plea for her to stay. His helplessness. His vulnerability. The way he had needed her. So intensely, so passionately that all his careful restraint had crumbled. And now, in the cold light of morning, regret settled in his chest like a heavy stone.
Damn you, Hunter. I'll bloody kill you, he cursed inwardly, his expression shifting from shock to guilt.
Lyra watched him as she pushed herself to sit with the comforter pressed against her chest. Her heart constricting at the storm of emotions flickering across his face. His reaction confused her, but what he did next shattered her completely.
