Scars of Sacrifice

Cold sweat slid down his forehead, his good looks drained of all color.

Still, Gareth just clenched his jaw and bore it in silence, never letting a single sound escape him.

Seeing this, Beatrix glared furiously at Malachi. "I'll take my own punishment. I don't need anyone else suffering because of me."

Malachi just shot her a cold, dismissive look. "Too late. Beatrix, not everything goes your way