Audrey Edwin’s expression darkened. He didn’t even bother to look down at the cash; rather, he was already circling around the table, his broad frame blotting out the light coming in through the window as he caged me against his desk. “Say that again,” he growled, his voice low and husky in my e
“I’m not implying it. I’m telling you how it is. And it is first come first serve… for werewolves.” Of course, I thought to myself; everyone always discriminated against humans. I had grown used to it over the years. But right now, when so much hinged on this studio, the knife dug a little deeper
Audrey & Edwin Audrey’s POV I followed the source of the voice and felt a tremor run through me when I saw where it was coming from: Linda’s group. A petite Omega with curly blonde hair was raising her hand and offering me a warm smile. My first instinct, of course, was to tell her no; she was
“But you said—” “I know what I said. You misheard me.” I let out a huff at his response that caused a tuft of my hair to fly up as I continued following him. “Well, either way… Thanks. If you hadn’t stepped in, that desk worker would have turned me away simply for being human.” “Mhm.” I paus
Audrey The clock read 8:25 as I finally slid into my seat, coffee cup in hand. Tina slid in beside me and dropped her bag on the floor between us with a dull thud. “Goddess, I hate morning classes,” she groaned pathetically, rubbing the dark circles under her eyes. “Don’t these professors know t
Audrey The room had fallen so silent you could have heard a pin drop; I, too, was utterly silent. Not that I could hear anything over the sound of the blood rushing through my ears. I stared in shock at Edwin, wondering if I had just heard him correctly. Did he seriously just admit to sleeping w
Audrey I felt an electric current run through me at his touch. Edwin’s hand was cool and steady against mine, his palm pressing sturdily against the backs of my fingers. I thought my knees might buckle beneath me, or that I might even explode from the feeling of our skin touching. But just as
Audrey & Third Person Audrey’s POV I settled onto the bench across from Avis, the sounds of the cafeteria around us fading into a dull hum. My tray of dry pasta and vegetables hardly felt appetizing, and I rarely ate in the cafeteria anyway—but I had forgotten to pack my lunch today. Not that I
“I think you’re going to change so many lives,” I said to Eliza. “Those kids are so lucky to have you.” Eliza looked down, her cheeks pink. “Thank you, Audrey. Really.” Tina piped up next. “And my LGBT counseling department is finally off the ground! ” She paused, leaning into my mother, who was
Audrey After a long flight, we finally touched down in Italy. The sunlight streaming in through the plane window was a promising golden hue, and just the sight of it made me feel like my heart was about to leap out of my chest. “I might need a nap when we get to the villa,” Edwin yawned, shaking
And as I watched, I felt a hand slip into mine. I glanced up, finding Edwin beside me, his gaze focused on the runway but his approval humming through the bond. My mother stood on my other side, wrapping her arm around my shoulders. A lump rose in my throat, and I couldn’t even speak. None of us c
Audrey Edwin and I emerged from the small room, his hand still resting protectively on my back. The hustle and bustle of last-minute preparations immediately hit us, assistants running back and forth, models being ushered into position, and the soft hum of the audience’s chatter drifting through t
“There’s always time,” I whispered, grabbing the wrist of his free hand and pulling it close to peer at his watch. The movement caused him to topple forward, and he caught himself on his other palm, caging me against the hard wood of the vanity. “But maybe not enough time to waste right now.” Edwi
Audrey Before I could even answer his question, Edwin rushed past me and locked the door. When he turned back to me, he was grinning from ear to ear. The sight of that mischievous look on his face made my breath hitch. Once, it had been like pulling teeth to get the man to smile. And now here he
He didn’t need to tell me twice. I tore into the wrapping paper, revealing a soft red scarf. I could tell immediately that it was handmade—there were more than a few uneven stitches, and the outline was lumpy. It was far from perfect. But I loved it all the more for that. “Goddess, Edwin,” I laugh
Audrey The morning of the show was a frenzy. No, more than a frenzy. It was complete and utter chaos. I spent the entire morning from sunup to noon running endlessly from one end of the venue to the other, desperately trying to make sure every last detail was perfect. The racks were lined with c
“Uh… Yeah,” Malakai said. “Coffee would be nice.” A few minutes later, the three of us sat around the table, steaming cups of pitch black coffee in our hands. I kept it bitter, just in case Malakai was here to stir up more shit. It burned a little going down, but I sipped it anyway. Malakai look