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My mate is turned on right now. “You have no idea how bad,” she whispers. Only it sounds a hell of a lot like you have no idea how bad I want you. Lust crashes through me, along with a need to please my mate so fierce that it’s dizzying. “Use me,” I growl. “You…

They assume we’ll work as a team. They see me as the weak one here, so it’s easy to deduce that Silas is right. I’ll probably get more real combat than I usually do in this class because instead of ignoring me, people are going to actively try to kill me. That puts a small…

She steps out around me, making her way down the hall, but I keep up easily. “ Pass? Where else would you stay so late?” “Kenzie offered a spare room in her apartment.” My keeper staying with another quintet? I don’t care how much she trusts her shifter friend. The others might slit her throat…

It’s late. Past midnight. The “student curfew” at Everbound is eleven o’clock, but not a soul here pays attention to it, not even the instructors. Still, the dim hall I walk is empty as I eye my surroundings, hands still trembling in my pockets. It’s just a shadow, Si, my mother’s voice echoes, but this…

Quite the topic change. “Maven is an atypical caster,” I explain, having read her sparse file of student records earlier. “She manifested magic from a fully human bloodline less than a month ago.” Everett’s pale gaze flickers to me. “You’re saying Maven came from a human family?” “Yes. Why?” He shuffles uncomfortably. “It’s nothing.” “Just…

I was not prepared for dirty talk first thing in the morning. My pulse is pounding, and against everything I know I should say or do to push away Baelfire—because he is absolutely overstepping with this question—I dare to look up into the scorching intensity of his full, hungry focus. He’s leaning down, so our…

He blinks rapidly before understanding crosses his features. “You want to make them jealous.” “Yes.” “Because you want them to want you even more.” An unfeminine snort escapes me before I can stop it. I clear my throat and compose myself again. “Sure. Why not?” Professor Frost glances over his shoulder to the table where…

I take a deep breath and try to relax my gloved hands, which I realize clenched up without my notice. There. If this situation were a chess game, I’ve just sent three pawns to stir up trouble with the quintet. That should do some damage. For a moment, I consider how each of my so-called…

“—and so I made a list of pros and cons for all of my quintet’s emphasis options. I mean, I would love to do something like covert operations or even the holy guard just because it would keep us away from the Divide, but we’d still be decently ranked in those careers—but I know Dirk…

But thank the fucking gods that he didn’t witness my little incident earlier. I need to avoid him witnessing anything like that at all costs. “Answer me, darling.” The bell jingles. I glance over, expecting Silas, but I’m surprised to see Baelfire striding into the Witch’s Brew along with him. The shifter sure caught up…