Their conversation wasn’t one I wanted to stick around for, which is how I found myself at Shayla’s house. It was just the two of us, sitting in her living room with Lilac’s file on the round coffee table. Shayla inched closer, her thigh brushing my own. I barely noticed, though, and that fact only
Nox’s P.O.V. She strangled a trainee with a snake? That was both disturbing and impressive. I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about Lilac’s file and all of the trouble she’d gotten herself into. There was something about it that felt so—so wrong. How could someone change so thoroughly? How could t
“As you all know, learning to fight in your human form is just as important as fighting in your wolf form. There are times where you’ll switch between both. You might find yourself fighting a wolf whilst in human form, or vice versa. The point is to make sure you can hold your own no matter what for
Nox’s P.O.V. Lilac was bent over backwards, her spine contorted in a way that screamed agony. The pain was written across her face, sprinkled in her glossy eyes and in the way her mouth hung open. I leaned forwards, as though that would give me a better glimpse should she start shedding tears. She
Shayla had just left when I arrived, heading over to Brinley’s for a sleepover of some sort. The two of them were the oddest paring I’d ever seen. Both seemed to accept whatever feelings the other had for me. Not once had they fought, even when Brinley openly flirted or Shayla peppered me with those
Lilac’s P.O.V. I was so done. Done with Nox and these sadistic trainers. Done with playing the role of a docile, domesticated animal when everything about me was wild and untamed. I was done with it all. The look on Harriet’s puckered face was worth every ounce of pain my body was in. Never had s
There were bubbles covering my important bits, but even if there hadn’t been, I don’t think it would’ve bothered me much. Jada didn’t seem all that interested in the female anatomy if you catch my drift. I placed the back of my hand against my forehead, then sighed as I sank lower into the tub. “I
No matter how many times I looked back on this conversation, I wouldn’t be able to figure out what made me talk. Perhaps it was because Jada was there that night, and in some way, knew what I had done had been justified. Either way, I found myself telling her more than I’d ever told anyone. “I didn