Ex-Lover Married 99 Wives, Begged Me to Revive Him

To protect the elves, I had no choice but to seek out my former lover, Garrett Jackson — now the Empire's Supreme Judge.

He was consumed by obsession.

No matter the time or place, he would seize me, pull me into his burning embrace, and whisper my name like a curse and a prayer.

A month later, just as I allowed myself to surrender once more to the warmth of his body, a nail drove deep into my collarbone.

He gripped my chin and sneered.

“Elven blood is red too?” he hissed. “But how does a few drops of yours compare to the river that flowed when my sister was sacrificed — by you?”