Cassius

Cassius Denver Valentine lost his mate... first to Clayton, then the Moon. She's gone, leaving only their beautiful twin pups... and her final lacerating words in letters. Now he thinks he's a monster. I just think he's broken. There's old blood on his hands and despite his efforts, it sticks to him like a second skin. I see the blood, but more so...l see him. And for some reason, he doesn't hide from me. I want to tell him that he doesn't have to keep suffering. He's already bled enough. Problem is, when you love someone so fiercely, you also run the risk of being burned to ashes.