Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Lucky for them—I’ve been freezing for years.
My past didn’t crawl back. It came roaring, dripping blood, convinced it could finish what it started. He thought he could kill me.
WRONG.
I don’t die easily. I don’t break clean. I come back sharper than before.
Now he has one of the men I love, and that was his first mistake.
His last?
Thinking I wouldn’t tear the world apart to get him back.
I’ll hunt him; hurt him. I’ll gut every monster who stands between us and let them choke on their sins. I don’t care what I lose along the way—sanity, mercy, the last scraps of the person I used to be.
Because I’m not here to survive anymore.
I’m here to make them regret ever letting me live.