My mom is dead.
She committed suicide.
It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I was going to beat my bloodlust and go back to her.
Now I have nothing except for an addiction to Kian’s blood and a twin I didn’t know about.
My twin’s name is Archer, and our Colors are reactive. I’m dangerous enough on my own. With Archer, I’m worse.
We drain the auras of living things.
I don’t want to hurt anyone. I want to know if my feelings for Kian are more than my bloodlust.
For once in my life, I want to choose.