fifteen

My fingers glided along the railing of the staircase as I made my way downstairs. Amid the chaos that is my life, I've found a reason to smile.

I wasn’t entirely sure what was between Xavier and me, but after the day I had with him I was eager to find out. I was petrified of Axel and the Council and the future in general, but in the here and now I had a reason to be happy.

For the first time in a long time I wasn't being swept away by sadness or thoughts of dying, but from the memory of Xavier's lips on mine. Where my appetite had been off for a while, it had decided to return at 1 a.m.

I finished my sandwich, did the dishes, and was having a glass of water when a girl walked into the kitchen and took a seat at the island. I recognized her as the girl who had accompanied Xavier the day at the diner.

Why is she wearing a full face of makeup at 1 a.m.?

“You’re not his mate.”

I inhaled and placed my glass into the sink. I knew sooner or later someone would no longer hide behind their sta