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Elijah didn’t look convinced by my lacking display of strength. He thrust out his hand, palm up. “Backpack,” he said, motioning for me to give my bag to him. My brows knit together in frustration. I wasn’t that weak. I could still carry my own damn backpack, thank you very much. “I’ve got it. I…

I felt a blush travel up my chest. I hoped Elijah didn’t see me as weak, like glass he needed to care for so that it wouldn’t break. I was very capable of walking. “You don’t have to carry me again,” I said. “I can walk.” Elijah shook his head, not moving from his position….

And yet, I couldn’t bring myself to be scared of my death. It already felt like I was dead. Maybe if that were truly dead, the pain would stop. Elijah suddenly grabbed my chin and forced my teary gaze back on his. “I don’t know what the hell you are thinking right now but whatever…

Kyle’s brows knit together, as his expression grew even more worried. “Okay, I won’t tell him but you need to tell me what the fuck is going on, right fucking now.” His voice had gone from comforting to deadly serious in a matter of seconds. I didn’t want to talk. I didn’t want to do…

It’s not like Grayson would notice if I were gone. He said that he wanted me here, becoming furious when I threatened to leave but never actually talks to me or checks up on me to make sure that I’m actually here. It would be beyond easy to sneak out of here, grab a cab…

Kyle nodded slowly, but I could tell he still wasn’t buying it. “Okay,” he sighed. “Let’s go get some food.” He walked back to where Elijah was, and I followed behind eagerly. At the thought of food, my stomach let out the loudest growl, turning my face bright red. Both men looked at me. “Luna,…

He had long black hair and blood-red eyes. His sharp fangs were peeking out from beneath his top lip that was pulled into a sinister smirk. It was Azazel Mortar, the former vampire king. He approached the two of us slowly, looking at me with a pleased expression on his face. I growled loudly, baring…

Her smile only grew. She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against a nearby tree. “Did I ever tell you where I grew up, Grayson?” So Adalee has a death wish?  I crossed my arms and tilted my head. Okay, I’ll play along.  “No, Adalee, I don’t think you did,” I said grimly….

“And Belle?” Grayson said. I turned to look at him. “Sleep there tomorrow too.” I nodded and left through the door, closing it behind me. Grayson was right about one thing: I wasn’t going anywhere. As long as his wolf wanted me, I would be here. I knew now that something was wrong. GRAYSON POV…

But right as I stepped in, I was immediately slammed against the door, my head banging painfully against it. I yelled out in pain and shock. “Who the fuck do you think you are, huh?” Grayson yelled at me. I whimpered at the harsh grip he had on my arms. “W-what do you mean?” Grayson…