Nina After our shower together, Enzo and I felt so exhausted from our experience that we crawled into bed despite the fact that it was broad daylight outside. When I finally awoke several hours later, it was dark in my room, and I found the warmth of his strong arms around me to be a welcome comfor
I wanted to stop him, to tell him that he didn’t have to go through with the arranged marriage, that we could run away together… But before I could say any of that, he quickly finished dressing and walked out of the room without so much as a ‘goodbye’. I heard the front door open and close, and then
Nina “Are you working for Edward? Huh?” Enzo snarled. “What? N-No,” Justin said, squirming in Enzo’s tightening grip. Enzo had him pinned to the wall with a fistful of Justin’s shirt, and while he growled menacingly at Justin, onlookers began to murmur with worry and confusion. “Enzo,” I said, r
Jessica shrugged and shook her head apologetically. “I don’t know.” “I wanted to say that it could be someone from one of the opposing hockey teams,” Lori interjected, “but it just doesn’t add up. If they wanted to out Enzo on his werewolf identity, then why would they also risk exposing the fact t
Enzo “Just go, Nina,” I said. I felt my eyes begin to glow red, which I didn’t want her to see -- but it was already too late. “I can’t be doing this with you anymore.” The pained sound that came out of her mouth made me want to pull her in and hug her tightly, but I couldn’t. Keeping her close to
“It’s a gift,” my father replied. I could practically hear his smile through the phone. “From your fated mate. A little motivation to help you win that tournament. Smells like her, no?” I nodded, entranced by the smell of the soft scarf in my hands, before I remembered that my father couldn’t see m
Nina It was almost as if something possessed Enzo when he tried to kiss me in the locker room. At that very same time, I felt Cora’s presence inside of me. As I watched him walk away, I could feel her sadness permeate through me. “What was that?” I said out loud once I was alone. “I’m really sorr
“Huh?” James asked, his mouth full of burger. I felt myself blush. “Sorry,” I replied. “I’m just tired. I meant to say hello.” Neither James nor Enzo seemed convinced, but regardless, Enzo sat down next to James. James glanced up for a moment; there was a flash of something behind his eyes that I