Forty-eight

Martha

“So, do you gain supernatural powers? What does she look like? Give me all the details! I would love to meet her if possible,” Star rushed so many questions at Alex, and I gripped the cutlery before in apprehension when I felt his gaze shift to me.

“She’s so goddamn beautiful, she's a work of art.” Alex purred, his thick voice stirred sizzling arousal in me and I was forced to recall the first time I had watched him shift. That day, he had said those same words to me.

“You, Martha, are a work of art.”

“Aww? I could see you've fallen for her already.” Star mentioned, and I briefly looked at Alex to see his reaction to her words.

His deep blue eyes shone with a feral longing that almost made me choke, but I was rescued by Star again. “Do you get your supernatural powers? What is it? Did she also get hers?” She queried further, and Alex’s lip arched in a devilish smirk as if he was more than comfortable talking about his alleged mate when I was sitting right before him.

The realiz