Third Person POVEnzo hadn’t returned home in over a day and Connie was beginning to grow impatient. She remembered her night with Enzo clearly and she’d been planning it for some time. She knew that Enzo was out with Bethany for the evening and that bothered her more than anything. It was bad eno
I wish I knew for sure what had happened with Connie, but I was coming up blank. “You don’t have a right to be upset…” she finally said, her voice coming out in a whisper. “I just wanted to paint something different…” “I’m not upset,” I told her, sitting down in the chair that Brody was sitting in
Lila’s POV It’s been a few days since Enzo had given me that painting and I hadn’t said much of anything to him about it. The painting was absolutely beautiful and captured every detail perfectly. It even had the outlining of my wolf shadowing behind me and we were surrounded with purple and blu
“Sarah, you can go first.” I was a little disappointed he didn’t choose me first, but it was fine. I stepped back with the others as Sarah stepped forward. She was confident, which was a good thing during this exam. I watched as she did incredible work, fighting and shifting like she’s done
Lila’s POVIt felt like my feet were on fire; these shoes were digging into my flesh. I fell to the ground, unable to handle staying on my feet any longer and I grabbed at the shoe, holding onto my foot as pain seeped into me. I heard the gasps of my peers around me and when I looked up, I saw Sara
My heart was pounding rapidly in my chest as I stared at this woman who was now snarling at me. She was not holding back. She was getting another arrow ready; her form was perfect, and she was very fast at using this weapon. On the other students, she used a sword. I wondered why she was using a
Lila’s POVBefore I saw any signal from Enzo, all three opponents were running at me. This was not how they did this with the others, and I wasn’t sure why they were treating me differently. Like they didn’t care if I lived or died; they weren’t holding back. Arrows were flying at me just as one o
I wanted to believe her, but something was telling me not to. Soon, Becca was wrapping an arm through mine. “Come on, Lila. Let’s get out of here,” she said, staring directly at Sarah who just glowered at her. I went with Becca without giving Sarah another look. By the time we were in the student