Jules has two problems. Ever since she woke up in the forest on her Prom night, she has sleepwalked and woken up in the middle of the same forest with a knife in her hand and no recollection of what occurred the night before. Her second problem is the intense desire she has for Rowan Cross. Rowan Cross has two problems. His Halo Master, Tristan wants him to investigate the disappearance of supernatural students who have gone missing on their college campus, and he wants Jules with every fiber of his being.
View MoreChapter 31: Last -ForgivenessJules Rowan kisses me on the temple as he passes out drinks to his brothers while I gesture for Amara and Haley to join me on the tiny kitchen island. “Come and get your drinks, ladies.” Nevaeh takes one of the drinks and winks as she settles herself across Mikhail’s lap. Amara and Haley reach for the glasses with solemn smiles. I can tell that they’re still unsure of how to approach me. Giving them a genuine smile, I lean my elbow on the counter and say. “We need to establish some ground rules if we’re going to be friends again.”
Rowan Striding through campus, I push my backpack higher against my shoulder. Mikhail strides beside me, his cellphone in his hand and a smile on his face. Rolling my eyes, I lean close to see what he’s looking at, but he leans away and glares. Arching my brow, I give him a sly smile. “Are you and Nevaeh sexting?” He snickers. “That is none of your business, asshole.” My lip quirks higher. “Your defensive tone is answer enough for me, bro. Well, I’m done for the day. I’m going to meet Jules in a minute. We’r
Jules Rowan lifts me in his arms with a content smile as he sways to the music in the club. Earlier, Azazel invited us to celebrate Zoe’s birthday at his club, Garden of Eden. Everyone is here, which means that my former friends are also here. However, I don’t let that bother me when I’m in Rowan’s arms. “You know, this is a fast song, Ro? We’re the only ones swaying in place.” I say in his ear. Rowan shrugs. “I don’t care. I want to hold you.” I have to resist rolling my eyes at his words. It’s not like we don’t spend most of our time together. I can’t complain, thoug
Rowan “Are you nervous?” I ask Jules as I usher her toward the front door of Alex's home. Azazel called me earlier and told me that Mathias and the others want to meet up to plan how to proceed with searching for the missing “Frankenstein” creatures and Jules’ missing dad. Everyone agreed that Azazel’s house was the best option since they want to introduce Mikhail’s parents to the rest of the family. “You know, my family loves you. Plus, I think it’s important that you be here since you’re the one who revealed what the Clinic has been hiding. Jules shrugs. “I wouldn’t put it that way, considering it was all coincidental.” I shake my head and pull her be
I look at my mother, who gives me a big smile and pulls me into her arms, then I turn to Rowan and kiss him. “God, Jules, I’m so glad you’re okay. You don’t know how freaked out I was when I found out your dad took you.” He mutters against my lips. Smiling, I point to my mom. “I found my mom.” Rowan smiles at my mom, who, in turn, gives him the once-over and nudges my elbow with an approving smile. Once everyone sees that the coast is clear, they rise from the ground and start dusting off their clothes. I watch h
Rowan I don’t consider what time it is when I make the call. No, there’s nothing that matters to me more than Jules. Azazel answers my call instantly. “What in the sodding hell, Rowan? I literally just left your apartment.” Azazel answers. I nearly laugh when I hear the sound of Zoe’s reprimand in the background as she tells him to stop being an ass. “Jules is at the clinic, Azazel. Her father found out about her and took her. She just contacted me through our mental bond. She’s fine, but she’s searching for her mother and Galena.” “Oh, fuck. Okay, I’m going to call Mathias and th
Jules As soon as I get home, I rush to my father’s office and place the keycard where it was. A noise startles me as I’m about to step out of the office. Stepping back into the doorway, I take a couple of deep breaths as the sound of muffled footsteps comes closer. As quietly as I can, I close the office door, close my eyes, and concentrate on my super hearing. My heart pounds wildly in my chest, and my throat grows dry. I’m sure it's Clarissa’s footsteps that I hear because they’re light but purposeful. Fearing discovery, I search the room, but there’s nothing I can use. Before I left for the clinic, I came home and hung out until it was time for bed and slipped another set of pills into her t
Rowan I’m in shock. No, I’m beyond shocked. I can’t believe we just met Mikhail’s father. Mikhail is going to flip. Jules takes my hand and squeezes it. “Are you okay?” I nod. “Yeah, I guess I’m still in shock. I need to call Azazel, Mikhail, and Tristan.” She nods. “Yeah, and I need to go home.” My head snaps in her direction. “What? Are you kidding me, babe? What if your father hurts you?”&
Jules As quietly as I can, I sneak back into my house. The house is quiet and still. Before I head to bed, I check on Clarissa and sigh with relief when I see that she’s still sleeping. I spend the morning recalling the confrontation between Amara and me. I’m still angry, but not as angry as I was before. Now, I’m more relieved because I told her off and am no longer burdened with my resentment. Rowan texts me several times. Some of them are random pictures of cute puppies, and some are kiss emojis. It’s a little after two o’clock when I decide to see him. Clarissa gives me the stink eye when I go down the stairs but doesn’t comment or ask me where I’ve been, which confirms the fact that
Juliet “No, no, no, no, no! Turn on, you piece of crap! You can’t do this to me now!” I mutter with frustration as I slam my fists against the steering wheel with a cry. This is definitely not how I expected the start of my prom night to go. Taking a few fortifying breaths, I caress the steering wheel and say a little prayer in hopes that my car will miraculously turn back on. Gazing down at my lucky bracelet, I clench my teeth and tighten my fists against the steering wheel. “Please, baby, please turn on,” I mumble nervously before I turn the key again. The car’s engine hiccups and sputters again. I guess my grandma lied when she said my bracelet was lucky. I contemplate wryly as I caress my hand against the delicate silver chain’s luminous surface. &nbs
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