I scramble back away from Archer’s grasp. His hands come flying off me and I curl into the corner of the bed, sandwiched between the walls. My heart is beating in my throat. I touch one hand to my neck, trying to see if it’s tender from Archer’s grasp. What I find pisses me off even more. “What th
The next morning, I dropped Mia off with Steven. I taught him how to correctly hold her and feed her. He gave me a half a smile and told me he’d been looking things up all night. It was the first time he was going to be left alone with her and he was so nervous, he could hardly sleep. “I’m sure yo
Coach White lectures us for at least a half hour while we get suited up in gear. We’re all dressed in helmets and chest protectors and all sorts of nonsense I don’t think we need. We’re all wolves with the ability to heal ourselves. Finally, he breaks us off into teams. I’m on Archer’s team and I
I slide right and watch as Archer and Beau do this weird tango. Archer flies up and fires, Beau goes down. Then the opposite. I watch as Beau sticks down behind a fence and tries to reload. His gun’s all jammed up and he can’t fix it. He curses just as Archer sails over the top and nails him in the
The first room I walk into has to be Neil’s. I know because the artwork hanging up screams Neil’s entire personality. It’s clean, neat and immaculate in all it’s glory. His sheets are pressed into perfect lines on his bed. The wood around the room is light and refreshing. There’s one window that loo
I frown. I contemplate telling my mom about how much worse Wyatt has made this for me. I think about her and Isaac in their little blissful bubble of happiness. Who knows what kind of argument that would cause. “Yeah,” I say. Better to keep it as vague as possible. But Mom knows me. “Okay?” she
“Coworkers?” I say, still slightly incredulous. Laura groans and stands up. “Are you daft? I just said yes.” I blink, still a bit confused. I shift Mia on my hip. “Did they swindle you into this too?” I say. Laura raises an eyebrow. “Swindle?” “Yeah,” I confirm. “They basically told me if
My throat clenches and my heartbeat is loud in my ears. Unique. No one’s ever called me unique before. I wonder if it’s some sort of backhanded compliment. The way he said it however, it felt real. It felt real. I feel a rush of happiness swell over me like a gust of air. Being praised by an a