She gives a desperate little cry, slipping her hands from around his neck to grip his shirt, like something might try to tear him away and she fucking dares it to try. Daphne yanks Jesse even tighter against her, making him stumble forward with the force of it, both of them laughing as Jesse catches
I’m too tired for the full dream state that night, but even though I’m asleep some part of me is conscious of my wolf moving anxiously to the edge of my bond with Jacks, and lifting her snout, and giving a sharp little howl, her feet tapping and calling to his wolf.Jackson’s wolf appears instantly
Jackson’s aware that I’m holding something back – I shut down the bond a little bit so he doesn’t hear my thoughts or feel my feelings as I speak – but he doesn’t say anything about it, giving me my peace and my privacy.“That’s an interesting assignment,” he murmurs, letting his hand travel idly up
“We’re going on a field trip today,” Cora says, grinning around at all of us. I’m the only one who gasps with excitement, sitting up in my chair. Cora’s smile deepens and she gives me a week.“And we wanted Luca to come too,” mom says, gesturing towards him, “since Ariel’s magic seems to be so close
“What!?” Luca says, starting to sound freaked out. There’s a little tussle behind me and I glance over my shoulder to see Tony frowning and giving Luca a little shove. Luca bares his teeth at Tony, but Rafe casually moves to step between them, giving me a nod. I turn back to mom.“Is that it?” mom a
I have to admit, when it’s just me and Jesse on the run with the paintball gun, it’s way better. Rafe and Jackson concentrate a great deal on training, on pushing, on ensuring that we reach new goals and strengthen our bodies. But with Jesse?It’s just fun.“I got you!” I shout, dashing after him up
But our warm moment is short-lived as the doors to the hall open and Rafe and Jackson walk into the room, both of their faces stern and worried.My breath leaves my lungs a bit as I watch them – as we all watch them. Rafe and Jackson, side by side, look like…I don’t know, like warriors out of a myth
I stare at my name’s spot on the list, alone under Redman Blythe’s, completely shocked, as our entire table erupts in protest – just like every other table in the breakfast hall.“Jacks!” I hiss, turning to him. “You didn’t pick me!?”“Of course I picked you, Ariel,” he snarls, his voice low, leanin