Taste of Violence

Magic returned, and it came with more difficulties than I could have anticipated. Not only was I blowing random things up with my new powers, but enemies threatened everything I valued.

Roark’s relentless shadow refusing to leave my side only added to the turmoil. If I thought my hormones were intense before, it was nothing compared to them post-magic. Using his body may be the only way I’d eradicate my need for him, so I’d use him until he was entirely out of my system—even at the cost of my heart.