Rosie danced across my palm, and while I definitely didn’t speak spider, I could’ve sworn she seemed to like her new nickname. I circled around Harriets bed, watching as her eyes followed my every step. They were locked on Rosie, who I swore stared back. If this little thing became too much for Mal
Lilac’s P.O.V. I brought Rosie back to Malik and spent a solid half-hour cackling over the tarantula’s commentary of the night. Apparently, Rosie had the time of her life and said that should I need anyone else bitten, I better not hesitate to call on her. Once I made it back to my apartment, I se
“Well, we can’t turn back, so let’s go and see what it is. Shall we?” I asked, peeling my eyes off his arms to look up at his face. His eyebrow twitched, undoubtedly noticing where my attention had previously been, but he made no comment. Good thing too, because I didn’t want to have to lie to his
Lilac’s P.O.V. “You brought my father into this?” Oh, I was going to end her. First, I’d start by wiping that smug little smile off her face. Actually, scratch that. I’d go the extra mile and carve her a new one since she seemed to enjoy the expression so much. Then, I’d cut off her mousy brown h
He’d been trying and failing to get a date with her for years. “Delphine’s never going to go out with you now.” I snickered, watching him saunter his way across the pit. His cargo pants were loose, and intuition told me he was without a doubt packing heat. Mateo cocked his head of thick curls, spe
Lilac’s P.O.V. Trainer Derek was my third opponent, a hulking mass of a man that specialized in hand-to-hand combat. If that wasn’t bad enough, he was also what we Werewolves call an emotional vampire. Emotional Energy Manipulation was the scientific term. In short, trainer Derek fed off the emoti
The tether that connected me to my magic grew taut, latching onto the wolf directly in front of me. Found you, Lucian. Ignoring the other seven wolves, I began to run straight for the one my magic identified as Lucian. He tilted his massive, furry head, a flicker of surprise in his eyes that was
Lilac’s P.O.V. That one thought banished the agony in my soul, silencing it’s cries of longing, replacing it once more with the rage that kept me separated from my emotions. I charged Aniya with bared teeth and fingers hooked into claws. I knocked her to the dirt, snapping and snarling at my dead