Things are…tense in my room all afternoon.Anton and I sit on the couch for most of it, passively watching TV, not speaking much. The show we watch is a pretty funny one – a familiar old slapstick sitcom. But neither of us laugh. When the hour grows late and it’s time for me to get changed, Anton is
“Hi, Beatrice,” Anton says, looking down at me as he walks by Orion and me to take his place at Beatrice’s side. Anton smirks when his eyes alight on my sharp little fangs, pressing into my lower lip.I only bare my teeth more as I see the two of them standing next to each other, my eyes darting bet
“A bond?”“Yes, Orion, a bond!” she snaps, leaning forward to glare at him. “How do you know that I’m your mate!?”“Because of the prophecy, June!” he says, leaning forward to stare at her. “You know as well as I do – it’s been very clear! You fit all the bills – way more than any of the other girls
I narrow my eyes at Orion when I see him stiffen in his chair, see his lips flicker like he is fighting a snarl. His eyes move past me to where Anton and Beatrice are presumably sitting, on their own stupid date. But I resist the urge to turn too – even though it’s one hell of an urge – and instead
He just stares at me, shocked and I think…angry and devastated and confused. And jealous – that I can almost feel.Jealous as hell.Orion – has he ever been jealous before? Has anyone ever given him occasion to be jealous, or have all the girls he’s met just immediately said yes?He stares at me for
Oh, I can think of a thousand things we should do about it, my wolf responds, quite merry, her tongue hanging out of her mouth. Like, kissing him, and figuring out how to take off his ghost shirt - He’s incorporeal! Sometimes, she corrects, stretching out her toes and then collapsing into a langui
My shoulders straighten and I snap my gaze to his face. “Tony, have you never been to the beach?”He smirks and looks down at me, shaking his head. “Orphan, remember? Not a lot of beach trips in my childhood.”I gape at him, appalled and…well, very sorrowful. It’s not like Moon Valley’s beach is eve
I pant in fear, looking around at the other girls in the bottom – Ximena and Cadence among them and, to my shock, the blonde who is Alexandrica’s special friend. God, I never bothered to learn her name. Guilt rushes through me alongside my fear.Because one of us…One of us is about to die. And I do