Ice

Carter

Here I am, allowing Dillian to paint my nails. He at least painted them a green so dark they almost look black. Green is my color according to him, not that I’m going to argue because it is my favorite color. It goes with the sea foam green color of my hair. Sawyer didn’t want me in the middle of the brawl happening on the floor mats of the apartment building’s gym. Come to find out Sawyer owns the entire building and is leased out to members of both the Seraphim Serpents and the Death Angels. The reason she doesn’t want me fighting has to do with my broken ribs, courtesy of Ajax. I’m okay with that as I watch them from the sidelines.

Riggs didn’t have the training we did, but so far, he has held his own against Storm. Storm is our leader not only because of his leadership skills, but he is the best fighter. This new guy’s skills might not be as refined as us from training under the Death Kings for over fifteen years, but he is a talented brawler. The more I’m around him, the m