LOGINAiden“Fucking hell. What happened? Why is she like that?” Vincent checks her all over. He sees the burn on her arm and zeros in on that. “What the fuck is this wound? When did she get it?”“That’s what she was telling me about before she passed out. It just sort of happened.”I balance her weight on my left side and lean towards the sink. I turn on the faucet. The water that runs out of it is steaming, just like Willow had said. I narrow my eyes at the steam. Hot water that causes ugly burns and doesn’t heal. That doesn’t sound right. I put my hand under the spray. The heat of the spray burne hotter than it should. I yank my hand out.“Weird. Why is the rest room water this hot? It makes no sense.”“First, let’s get Miss Thompson out of here.” Vincent reaches for Willow, trying to pull her out of my arms. I turn away from him, not letting him. “I’ve got her.” I say. “Just ask your guys to form a wall of protection around the entrance. Get them ready for anything.”“You think someo
AidenShe’s so pretty, it hurts.And the way she’s acting with me today is nothing short of a miracle. She’s holding on to my arm, doesn’t seem like she’s letting go anytime soon. I was surprised when she’d asked for us to go gift shopping together. She must have decided to forgive Violet for the things she did. Deep down, I suspected she would. Now that Rowan has been caught and imprisoned, the only way to go is forward.“Hmmm… what do you think of this one?” I point to a pair of white knee-high leather boots. “Violet likes to dress extra girly. I bet she’d love those.”“Yes.” Willow beams, pressing fully against my side. “I was right to ask you to come along. You really do have an eye for the nicer things.” I can feel her boobs pressing against my sleeve. Her cleavage snuggles around my muscles. Does she realize that she’s doing that? She has to. There’s no way any of this is innocent.Willow asks the attendant to get the leather boots off the shelf. “We still need to find another
Willow“You want me to go gift shopping with you? For Tonks?” Aiden doesn’t exactly sound pleased about the idea. I wonder why that is. “Twinkles… I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be spotted wandering around a busy mall. There are all kinds of assholes lurking in the shadows. Horace Smith for one, must have lackeys keeping an eye on you.”“Don’t worry, Aiden. I’ve thought of that. The store we’ll be going to… it’s a boutique. The owner is a friend of my aunt’s. I already called her and she’s okay with emptying the place for an hour. Anyways, she needs us to come in by 2pm.”“You’ve really thought this through, huh?” He’s smiling. I really wish I could see it. “Alright, twinkles. It’s a date.”A date. “A date? Don’t those usually end with a kiss? We’re only going gift shopping.”“Well,” he drawls. “You did kiss me as a goodnight gesture. What’s to say you won’t kiss me again in gratitude for going gift shopping.”I snort. “You so full of yourself.”“That’s merely wishful think
Willow Violet is currently undergoing magical therapy. The reason why is because her mind was messed around with a lot—first with Rowan and then, Ginny when she interrogated her.But according to my dad, she’s getting better. Crying less and reflecting more on her actions. That’s the reason why I’ve been putting off going to visit her. The Violet I know wouldn’t want me to look pathetic in front of me. Not because I can’t. It’s just a pride thing for her.Anyways, now that she’s feeling better, I go to pay her a visit after breakfast. I still have twenty minutes to spare before I have to leave for my internship.Last night, my dad and Helen had spent a full hour questioning me about Aiden. It was embarrassing, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. The most surprising part was Cary. He’s not as against our relationship as he had been a while ago.The rescue mission must have brought him close toAiden. They must have bonded over the course of that day.Violet is taking a bunch
Aiden“You wanted to meet. If this is about Theo, don’t worry. I didn’t hurt him too much. Just messed up his insides a bit.” I’m seated across the room from Spencer, arms folded, knowing grin in place. “And just incase you were wondering, yes, he deserved it.”“Aiden.” Spencer sighs, closing his papers. “I know what Grace told you. I want to talk about that.”“I don’t want to talk about that. I thought you called me hear to talk about Theo. But since that’s not the case, I’m leaving.”“No.” Spencer crosses the room. He grips my shoulders and pins me to the sofa. I could easily shove him off me. But I don’t. Not because he doesn’t deserve it. It would hurt my mother. And after everything she’s being true, really not in the mood to piss her off. I still hate the fact that she kept something so important away fron me but now that I’ve truly thought about it, I understand why she did the things she did. It’s easier to judge a situation from the outside, when you’re not the one, who’s l
AidenShe wants me to kiss her. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. It fan’s Willow’s lips and she parts them. And I almost crash my lips on hers.This past week has been nothing short of pure torture.There was a brief moment where I thought I lost her for good. Now here we are. About to kiss. But does she really want me to? What if shr regrets it and pulls away? I don’t think I can take it if she were to keep her distance now. “Twinkles.” I grab her shoulders gently. “You don’t have to force yourself to kiss me, you know? I meant what I said about taking things slow.”Yeah. That’s better. As much as I’m dying to taste her lips, I have to hold back. “What?” Willow grabs the neckline of my shirt, tilting her head backwards, nestling her face underneath my chin. “You don’t want to kiss me?”What the hell is going on right now? She wants this?“Of course I do.” My lids almost drop closed due to how intensely, I’m struggling to curb my basal needs. “I just don’t want you to ha
WILLOWViolet and I are returning from cheerleading practice when I decide to stop at the frat house.“Just for a minute,” I hooked my arm around my best friend’s, tugging her into the Omega house. “I left my economics notebook at Theo’s last night and want to get it back.”“Right.” Violet rolls he
WILLOWI grew up in an orphanage. Poor. Never having enough. Always depending on the goodwill of the state system. Because I believed I’d been dealt the short end of the stick, I made sure to do everything the state expected of me.I poured all my energy into school. Got straight As. Scored a schol
WILLOWThe crowd is still cheering. Aiden is still waiting for me to say something.“I’m guessing this is about my… brother.” He whispers the words right beneath my ear, running his fingers along my butt cheeks.What the hell is he doing? I guess I put myself in this situation— to be groped and fon
WILLOWToday is regionals. Northwestern University’s hockey team is facing off against California’s Omega hockey team.It’s a freaking bloodbath out there on the ice rink. Both teams are already an hour into the game and after three solid intermission periods, the Omegas are in the lead.Theo is in







