Vas

The Volkov name is one I longed for.Their household is one I grew up in, but not as an equal—as a maid’s son.This didn’t stop me from becoming a man to be reckoned with.But even with my rightful name finally given to me, I still feel adrift. Until her.Everything I did was for acceptance.Everything I lost brought me to my family.To this life.To her.I fought for my status.I fought for my sisters.And I will fight to the death for my angel.She has shown me there is light in our pitch-black world.Tha