AIDEN POV
I woke up to roses.
Not the soft, pretty kind people kept in glass vases and pretended meant love.
Hers were sharper than that.
Roses after rain.
Wildflowers crushed beneath bare feet.
Lightning trapped under skin.
For one stupid second, before memory sank its claws into me, I just breathed her in like I always did whenever she got too close.
Deep.
Slow.
Like an addict getting one more hit of the thing that was eventually going to ruin him.
Pluto stirred beneath my ribs with a low satisfied sound, lazy and possessive and way too f*****g pleased with himself.
Mine.
She was mine.
Persefone was mine.
The thought hit so hard it almost hurt.
I wanted to scream it at the top of my lungs.
Wanted to sink my teeth into her throat and bind her to me once and for all.
Woul
