I must’ve been thoroughly zoned out because not only was Hakeem standing just a few feet to my left, but Malik was bouncing on the balls of his feet as he hugged him. My eyes snapped over to Jada, who hadn’t once looked away from my face, before returning to Hakeem. I slapped a hand over my chest a
“Lilac, you’re taking it.” Hakeem deadpanned. His lips were set in a thin line and his expression was much more serious than it usually was. “You got me out of the Camp, and you had me inducted as a Lycan. That’s something I can’t ever repay you for. This is pocket change to my mother, so I’m tellin
“All players file this way! Let’s go, Let’s go!” Mateo Davis, weapon’s trainer at the Camp, shouted. Some of the trainee’s mocked the way he moved his arms, flailing them about like one of those inflatable tube men. Mateo was like all the other trainers, cruel and a glutton for power. He had a thin
Hakeem yanked me by the back of my shirt, forcing me to stop behind the base of a tree just in time for a wolf to dash by. His chest heaved, and the whites of his eyes were bright as he whispered. “I heard Weston and some others talking about hiding their flag on the hill yesterday. Didn’t think it
He tilted his head, and even in the dark his eyes were penetrating. “What are you going to do? They’re planning on killing you.” “I’m going to use my magic against them. Just a little smidgen of it.” I winked, acting as though my heart wasn’t seconds away from exploding out of my chest. My abilitie
Peeking from around the tree once more, I kept my eyes latched on Ivy Davenport’s face. In subtle waves that lapped at my skin like a lover’s caress, my magic trickled into the air and circled her bleach blonde head. Her deepest fears permeated the air, the sweetest of nectars as it flowed back into
Nox’s P.O.V. I hadn’t intended on following Lilac during Capture the Flag. It just happened. There was no turning back, though. Curiosity had burrowed it’s claws into my skin and rooted me in place, forcing me to stalk the girl I’d once seen as an extension of myself. I didn’t recognize this Lila
“I-I’m sorry.” She sighed, hanging her head. “I’m just worried is all.” Irritation flashed in my eyes, but I smothered it before she noticed. Shayla was a close friend, but at times her meek and docile demeanor could get on my nerves. I never took it out on her, though. I wasn’t a complete asshole