C15 Darrius

My jaw throbbed from where Malcolm hit me. Didn’t feel it before, but as I walked into the weapon’s chamber with Avery the pain rushed forward like a damn has broken. Not that I couldn’t deal with the aftermaths of a fight. I’d had plenty of broken bones and busted noses in my life.

“Do you remember when you first brought me in here?” Avery asked, spinning toward me.

“Aye.” I drew her to me