Wicked Altar

I've hated Cavin McCarthy since the day he made me cry in a school closet. He was my tormentor. My nightmare. The cruel boy who turned my name into a punchline and my life into hell. Now? He's my fiancé. An arranged marriage neither of us wanted, brokered by families who deal in blood and power. I'd refuse if I could. But my sister is dying, and the McCarthy's hold the key to saving her life. So I'll walk down the aisle. I'll say the vows. I'll become Mrs. Cavin McCarthy. But I'll never forgive him. Except... the monster I remember isn't the man standing before me now. The boy who destroyed me has become someone who fights for me. Protects me. Touches me like I'm something precious instead of broken. And when his hands are on my throat, his voice rough in my ear, I'm not thinking about revenge anymore. I'm only thinking about surrender.