Chapter Fifty
Malachi's POV
After that talk with Travis, I felt a surge of anger in my blood. It coursed through me like poison, hot and bitter. The conversation had opened old wounds, reminded me of things I'd tried to bury. Things that refused to stay buried.
I remembered why I was back in Silver Lake all this while. It was to seek revenge. To make them all pay for what they'd done. For Emily. For her child. For every life this family had destroyed in its pursuit of power.
I might have been distracted by Alicia, my little bird, but she was a good distraction. The best kind, actually. The kind that made you forget the darkness for a while. Make you feel something other than rage and emptiness.
She had possessed my thoughts like magic. From the moment I'd seen her broken in my room, something had shifted inside me. Something I didn't fully understand and wasn't sure I wanted to. She'd gotten under my skin in a way no one else ever had.
