Such a Feral Little Lamb

"There's enough room for us both down here. I could keep you tied to the bed. Have my desperate little lamb bleating for me."Gravesend should be a town like any other. Abandoned. Neglected. Overrun by zombies. That's why we're here. We clear the zombies out. Let people move back in. Slowly, slowly reclaim what once belonged to us.Except Gravesend is different to every other town I've set foot in before. Not a zombie in sight. A graveyard, torn apart, that sits below a haunting church. And a scrappy group of survivors who are hiding everything they've done to keep themselves alive.As if we can talk. Every member of my team hides a secret of their own, myself included. For as open as I might be back in the Citadel, aware of the danger but relying on my position to keep me safe, I have none of that protection out here. None of that protection when it comes to him.Mason is a mystery to his core. He is dangerous, and arrogant, and when he says he wishes to keep me, I believe he means it.What's worse? I don't care how far he might go. I don't care what truths-about him, about this town, about the Citadel and the outbreak itself-I might uncover. For the first time in my life, I feel truly seen.I might just let the world burn to keep feeling this way.