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
“What the fuck are you doing here!?” Orion shouts as he appears at Juniper’s side, Anton gasping as he tries again and again to shove the souls away from her body, which is limp at his feet.“Get us out of here!” Anton screams, ignoring the question.Orion whips his head to the right and opens his m
But then she stirs, and moans, and coughs a bit, her head turning to the side.“There she is,” Orion murmurs, setting down the vial and settling Juniper more comfortably in his arms as she groans and turns her head into him, shuddering and shaking as life comes back to her.Anton huffs out a breath
“Could have guessed it,” Orion says with a sigh, moving his gaze away from Anton and back to me. “You hear it all the time with these first loves – they get the girls young, get them wrapped up in a promise –““Hey!” I gasp, utterly offended. “Blythe is not like that –““Oh, that is precisely what h
Orion huffs a laugh, sitting back, clearly not giving into my demands so easily. “Yeah, I’m not doing that.”“Orion,” I say, quite peaceful and sweet, attempting to channel all the Ariel Sinclair I can. “You want to marry me, right?”He goes still and so does Anton, confused by this change in tactic