FEYRE The sight of Alpha Zade makes my breath catch in my throat. I tell myself the reaction is because this is the first time I’m seeing him since our hallway run in—another memory I’m trying to convince myself never happened—and not because of how his dark hair looks tousled. Definitely as a res
“For the advice and the save.” I add and he chuckles. He turns slightly, someone calls out to him and I can’t help it, I watch him. His sideview is as magnificent as his front, the sight of his strong looking jaw. This stranger is all man and I have never been more interested in learning about the
ALPHA ZADE Feyre’s words struck me in a place I never thought possible. A growl rips from my chest before I have a chance to control my reaction to her words. My wolf is upset by the words she said and he wants to put her in her place, show her that she could be everything he wanted. I still have
“How is the mate?” he inclines his head toward her. I refuse to face her, feeling like I’m letting her win by doing that. “I want her to leave,” he opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. “Real soon and I’m going to make it happen,” I walk away from him with those words. I hear his footsteps
FEYRE I keep to myself while I stand in the kitchen, ignoring Alpha Zade as much as I can. He ignores me too and keeps doing whatever he is doing by the sink on the opposite side of the counter. Probably poisoning things or whatever. I don’t care. I stand in my position, trying to figure out whe
FEYRE Revenge has a way of making you feel on top of the world and all your problems will just disappear. Not really disappearing but I felt light, knowing I've pissed off Alpha Zade. I slept great last night, with a smile on my face. It felt like I was floating on clouds or something equally drea
FEYRE I quickly push off Damien’s shoulders. He chuckles, raising his hands up in surrender. I stand straight and put on a pleasing smile on my face, trying to steady my beating heart. I have no idea why I respond to him this way when I shouldn’t feel anything. “Just kidding,” he adds, still chuc
FEYRE I smile awkwardly and move out of Damien’s hold, not for anything but because I liked the way he was holding me, a little too much if I’m being honest. “Shall we?” he motions, that boyish smile lighting his face. I feel my cheeks heat and it takes everything in me to not bring my hand up and