*****Ivy POVI hadn't expected Hale to be the one to speak up first. In fact, I had expected it to be James, but for some reason, he seemed so unsure as he passed glances with Damian.Giving a reluctant sigh, Damian shook his head and took a seat behind his desk. "Okay.""Okay?" I asked with shock
Deciding to ignore him, though I took James' phone and stared at the photo. "Has Talon been to South Africa?" "What?" Damian replied, "no... why does that matter.""It matters because out of all the plants that you guys are affected by, this one would cause a lot of his symptoms and going crazy is
Ivy POVThe conversation was over. Hoisted over Hales' shoulder, I was carried upstairs towards my room. The swears and curses of my frustration trailed behind us as I made Damian aware of how pissed off I really was."I'm sick of your shit, Damian!" I yelled again before my bedroom door was kicked
Hale's eyes watched me in silence as he processed what I was saying. Slowly stepping forward, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close, letting his lips brush against mine."I'm sorry, Ivy. I wish there was more we could do, but these are waters we are unfamiliar with. Allison was the
"Whatever… we are stopping for coffee, though, and your ass is buying."Hanging up the phone, I smiled to myself, glad I was able to have Kate as a friend. It was crazy how quickly she and I had bonded, and through everything, she never left my side.Relief flooded me, but beneath it was a mass of n
James POVA few hours later and I couldn't stop pacing the living room. She was planning something. I wasn't sure what it was, but my gut feeling was hardly ever wrong about things. "Would you stop pacing?" Damian sighed as he lifted his bourbon glass to his lips and shook his head. "It's giving me
"Likewise," I replied as I joined him. "Hale, I take it you're going to stay up for a while?"Hale was silent as he read, and a nod was the only acknowledgment that I received. No matter how much he was trying to act normal, I could see the truth. He was far from being alright and that concerned me.
Standing to my feet, he patted my back end gently, causing me to look back at him with a grin. I still remembered what he had told me before about twins and needing to mate together, but after everything I had read about their kind—it was mistranslated.Mating with them together was how I produced a