Chapter 24

Valerius's POV

I could have crushed the pest lingering outside her building-snapped his spine, let his blood stain the pavement, ended the problem for good.

But between killing an eyesore and going home to feed my little rose, I didn't hesitate for long.

Even a beast knows priorities.

I've heard that a dead "white moon" burns brighter in memory than a living one ever could. Perhaps that's true. Bu