“No, Juniper,” Orion sighs, resting his forehead against his hand and letting his eyes drift shut for a moment. “You’re not being eliminated. So…calm down.”“But…why!?” I breathe, shaking my head and getting more worked up. I mean, I just don’t understand how I can be so completely in the clear. “I
“What?” Nic asks, staring at me, appalled.“Tea,” I say, gesturing awkwardly around, not wanting to be left alone to this fight just yet. “I could call some up…jasmine tea? Or like, green if you’re worrying about…caffeine?”Nic just stares at me again for a long moment like he wonders if my brain ha
My mind turns frantically on Anton’s point. I was attracted to Blythe – incredibly so. And my wolf made it clear enough tonight that Orion…affects me.But is he right? Am I letting men get too much of me because I’m attracted to them? Would I make different decisions if they weren’t…hot?God, am I t
Anton sighs. “I know them all, Juniper. Ariel, her mates. Ben, Daphne. I met your dad and your uncle, too, but that was…brief. I know your mom and your aunt from school – they were my professors.”Surprise parts my lips. “So, you’re magic?” Mom and Cora took over the magic class when it turned out t
I rub my eye the next morning, all hazy, and glance down at the bottom of the bed where Anton still lays in his wolf form.And I scowl, feeling sorry and sleepy and still a little mad.My wolf nips me. Stubborn, she growls.I just huff a sigh and glare down at my chest, where I imagine she lives. Lo
He grumbles quietly behind me for a second. “Yeah, well, so are you.”“Well then we’re quite the pair,” I say, turning to give him my prettiest Ariel smile. He stumbles over his feet for a second, I think recognizing the expression. After all, our faces are nearly identical, even if I am paler and h
Anton groans in dismay as he follows me through the door. “You’re going to kill me, Sinclair” he mutters. “The stress of being your ghost helper –““Handmaid,” I correct, striding forward into this new world.“Is going to kill me,” he continues, and I can nearly feel him glaring hard at the back of
“Okay,” I whisper, nodding frantically, agreeing to it. “I’m sorry too – I, um…Yeah, let’s go.”Together we turn.But there’s another soul there, in the valley behind us. And beyond him, another, all moving towards us, all quite curious.I blink in surprise, though, because – because beyond those tw