When it comes to this series, and this installment especially, I'm not sure how much more my heart can handle. Going into these books, I knew how rough it would be, and I was prepared for how brutal they really are, but I still feel blindsided every time I turn a page. Hell, I even came across some reviews with spoilers and know (sort of) how it ends, and I'm STILL unsettled.

Nila and Jethro are playing with fire, and their lives are about to turn into a bloodbath. As much as they try to remain apart and fill their hearts with hate, or just feel void of all emotions entirely, they can't deny their destiny. They can't deny each other anymore. Whether Jethro keeps popping pills and remaining secluded in his bachelor wing, or Nila spends time with his kinder brother, Kestrel, there's still an undeniable love between them that they can't hide from, even if it would mean saving their own lives.

Nila's days are numbered the longer she remains imprisoned with the Hawks. She's coming to terms with her mortality, and it's starting to break her. She needs Jethro now more than ever, but because of their surnames, he must do what he can to remain her mortal enemy, her tormentor, her murderer.

While I worry for Nila, I must also be very aware of Jethro, because he more he denies her and what his heart feels for her, the closer he comes to his own demise. His father is watching his son's every move, and he's not happy. Unlike most fathers, he's not afraid to kill, and now instead of on target, he has at least two.

I'm petrified to move on, but move on to the next installment, I must!!