“More dangerous than Lilac?” Jada swallowed.Valeria’s voice dropped into a tone I’d heard only once or twice before. “You need to proceed with extreme caution. Think through your options carefully. Once you make the decision to meet with him, he’ll know you’re coming.” Hakeem puffed out his chest.
Lilac’s P.O.V. A quick internet search and we figured out the coordinates were to the busiest street in all of Las Vegas. While we made the drive to one of the Order member’s houses, I used Jada’s phone to call my father. It was a crappy flip phone we picked up from a gas station. Easy to crush an
I had the pleasure of meeting my father’s parents a handful of times as a child, mostly after my sister’s death. As for my mother’s parents, their story was cut short. My mother’s father had died young, hunted for the same ability he’d passed down to his daughter, and granddaughter. If only he knew
Lilac’s P.O.V. What followed was two suits, both meant for men with broad shoulders and limbs chorded with muscle. The jacket Hakeem pulled out clearly matched the obsidian and silver ensemble I assumed was meant for me. Before I could inspect either one of the dresses, my attention was drawn to a
I slid one bowl to the side, separating it from the others. Fully aware of Agnes side-eying me, I pulled open the capsule and emptied the powder into the serving of ice cream. She pursed her lips and glanced down at the apple pie she’d been cutting. “That bowls not headed for one of my grandkids, i
Lilac’s P.O.V. “Mind if I have a word with my sister?” Nox’s footsteps traveled throughout the house, until I felt him standing at my back. He grabbed the cloth I’d been using to dry the dishes, and one of the plates I set on the rack and got to work. For once, I didn’t argue. There were a ton of
Hakeem didn’t sleep a wink, not that I could blame him. He did a decent job pretending he was, though. His breathing was even. The rise and fall of his chest steady and smooth. I might’ve believed him if it weren’t for the unnatural stillness. My eyes grew heavy, but I remained awake for several ho
I wanted—it wanted me to peel his clothes from his body and lick every inch of him, every glorious muscle until his eyes fluttered open and I could see for myself how close he was to coming undone. And even when he spilled, I’d drink him—still starving for more. Then, as if this shit situation I pu