Aria caressed Tristan's hair as he fell asleep on her lap. His heartbreaking sob still made her heart clench in pain till this moment.
Even though Tristan had claimed that he was no longer hiding anything from her, why did she still feel as if there was something he wasn't telling her and something was what was responsible for his tears?
Aria looked at him sleeping and whispered, "How do I tell you that I also want to protect you too?"
She leaned down to kiss his forehead as she whispered, "I love you, Tristan."
While Aria confessed her love, Tristan, on the other hand, was once again trapped in his nightmare.
The blood on his clothes, sword, and hand was evidence of tonight's endeavor.
With his messy white hair that was stained with blood and dull red eyes, Delvin became a killing machine, slaughtering everyone in his pack, sparing no one, neither women nor children.
