Sloane's POV
I looked at Epoch with an aching heart and gently took his hand.
I knew, in this moment, I saw the weight finally lift from his shoulders.
He was certain now that his enemy had died miserably. There would be no more regrets.
I wrapped my arms around him and softly whispered his name, "Epo…"
It took him a moment to return to himself.
Then, suddenly, he crushed me in his embrace.
His Adam's apple bobbed as if he wanted to speak, but the endless gratitude and emotion in him could never be put into words. Instead, he cupped my face with burning intensity, his gaze fixed hungrily on my lips, and kissed me hard.
"Mmm… Epo…" His fiery kiss left me breathless.
I wanted to tell him that I hadn't forgiven him yet. That he wasn't allowed to kiss me now.
But his tongue forced it
