Leviathan (Devilry #1)

Chapter 33

THIRTY-THREE

AIDEN

Pain.

That’s all I feel.

With every punch to my jaw, every kick to my stomach, every jab to my chest, it’s all pain.

I cry. I scream. I thrash.

My nose cracks.

Pain.

My finger breaks.

Pain.

My ribs throb.

Pain.

Levi’s smiling face, contorted into pure hatred, mixed with anguish, coated with joy?—

Pain.