Hana had a LOT to say, so another double is coming up! And wow, no wonder she's pregnant by which mate we don't know, and an angel just tried to attack her in a coffee shop.
I hurried as best as my pregnant ass could in the direction of the office, knowing I’d be safe among the Kearneys and other pack members that work there—two more blocks. Just two more blocks, and I’d be home free. That’s what I told myself and my baby as I rubbed my belly. She was not happy with all this sudden movement. She may also have picked up my anxiety about the situation, and given she’s half angel, demon, or vampire, she might sense the danger that angel was.I could see the large office building coming into view. My phone was buzzing like crazy, but I couldn’t answer it. I was single-minded. I needed to get myself and, therefore, my baby to safety. Safety was the Kearney law firm. Safety was among my pack. Before I got another step, I was grabbed, a hand over my mouth to stop me from screaming as we blinked out of the street.I blinked as we arrived in a dark room. Oh, this mother fucker was going to pay. I snarled, biting his hand with the savagery of a wolf or a fox. I’ve n
The following chapters are the short story The Demon's Claim. In this short story, we will see events from Pamela Batista and Malcolm Dawson's points of view. This means we'll see what happened that even Hana and the stooges didn't witness.Pamela Batista: There are two things I've wanted to find. The first is that humans aren't alone in the universe. Second, a chunk just for me. Malcolm Dawson checks all the boxes on my chunk list. I didn't realize he would also be the link to intelligent life beyond the human race. If I weren't thrilled by this revelation, I would be terrified to learn demons, angels, vampires, and werewolves are real. Malcolm Dawson: As a cambion, hybrid demon, Aidan McCabe was the only pureblood to treat me like I belonged. And while I am always willing to help him, involving Pam in whatever he and his friends are doing is going too far. She's different from other girls, and I won't let him put her in danger.
I knew that coming to Yale would be different than if I’d stayed in Georgia to attend the University of Georgia. I’m still a Bulldog since they both have it as their mascot. I chose Yale because of its archeology program, history, and the opportunity to live somewhere far from my family. Not that anyone but my parents and maybe Beth care in the slightest that I’m almost a thousand miles away. If I’d gone to the University of Georgia, I would’ve had something more than dad’s DNA in common with my oldest four siblings. That’s not a reason to pass up this chance. Attending the same school they did wouldn’t suddenly make us close. I’m their sister. Correction: I’m their half-sister, as they are always quick to point out if we’re at a family event and someone calls me their sister. Yeah, that used to hurt when I was little. All I wanted was for them to like me back then. Break my heart enough times it becomes immune and unfeeling towards you. Yale was going to be my fresh start. There
It’s my senior year. This is going to be my best year at Yale. I got named rugby captain and vice president at DKE. I’m more excited about being captain because I know I earned it alone. In DKE, Delta Kappa Epsilon, I never truly know if I’m liked for me or because Aidan McCabe, a fraternity founder, is my guardian. I’m not a fan of nepotism. Having Aidan in my corner has helped me a lot over the years. For example, sending me to a good boarding school that looked great on my transcripts afforded me opportunities that made it easier for me to get into Yale. I was eager to get back on the pitch. I also wanted to make a good impression on Coach Burgess, the other staff members, and my teammates who picked me. I helped the coaching staff get everything out on the pitch and ready for our first practice of the semester. We’ve got forty players this year, and I’m probably the biggest guy on the team, so it only made sense to play me as a #1 prop. Playing prop worked perfectly for me as
Malcolm Dawson is number one on the rugby roster and on my list of chunks to ride or mountains to climb this semester. I’d thought the blonde that cozied up to him between the pitch and me would’ve deterred him, but he dismissed her in favor of me. I’m not some silly, naive girl who would take that to mean I’m special. The way that girl acted made it obvious they’d hooked up in the past. I didn’t come to watch the rugby team without considering they’d be a bunch of hoes. I still couldn’t get him out of my head. I’d looked him up, of course. I discovered he’s the rugby team captain, Delta Kappa Epsilon’s vice president, and a mechanical engineering program senior. He checks so many boxes. The epitome of chunk is at the top of my list. He must be dependable and organized if he was named captain and vice president of a fraternity. He has to be smart to be in mechanical engineering. And while I have no doubt he’s a hoe, he’s a smooth hoe with that hand kiss. Given that he’s a senior
I knew Pam would be at the club tonight. How? Well, it’s not because I’m psychic or anything. It’s not in my bag of demonic tricks. I know because Aidan told me. Turns out he’s got her in his archeology class. He called me because he’s got a thing for her roommate. I didn’t ask. Aidan wanted me to be bait for Pam so he could talk to her roommate alone. It sounded like a win all around. I’d get to check Pam off the list. She’d get to check me off her list, which I’m betting she has a list. Aidan would get to scratch her roommate off his list. And if the roommate is the Asian girl from practice, she could check off losing her virginity early into her freshman year. See, we all win. Getting a bunch of the guys from the team to be in for a trip to Toad’s Place was easy. Sal was already planning to go and find his meal for the night. Max was down when I texted him, and he invited Nerio since they were in the same frat. By the time we arrived, the starting lineup was on board. We’d spli
Hana proved to be a trickle truther, or maybe I shouldn’t call it that. It just takes her longer to give more details. When I’d given up a chance to hook up with Malcolm to check on her, she’d been vague, saying a guy named Aidan had been hitting on her, and while, at first, she was flattered, she quickly stopped being and left. She’d apologized and said she owed me for making me feel I had to choose a night of fun with Malcolm or checking on her. Then I found out days later that the guy was, in fact, my archeology teacher, Professor McHottie, I mean McCabe. I couldn’t fathom how anyone could suddenly not be flattered at him flirting. But that just showed Hana was an odd girl. It only made more bizarre when I considered the conversation I partially overheard a few weeks later. It didn’t make any sense. Even as I replayed the one-sided snibits I’d heard in my head. “Damn it. I really should have checked that before I decided on my university.” Hana had groaned. “Nothing like that. I
I felt bad when I invited Pam to the party and even eagerly extended the invitation to her roommate, Hana. It’s not that I didn’t want Pam to come. Take that as dirty as you want. It felt underhanded to ensure she would bring Hana so Aidan could attempt to fix whatever went wrong that night at the club and every time he’d seen her since. He hadn’t explained anything to me. I only knew Hana had been dodging him for weeks. I admit that’s truly impressive. In all the years I’ve known Aidan, I’ve never seen a woman go out of her way to avoid him. Typically, they throw themselves at him. Now, this college freshman is giving him the runaround. Either she’s not interested, or he should consider that she likes girls. Or this girl is a mastermind, and it’s to make him chase her and work for it. Even if I didn’t understand the fascination beyond that, she didn’t just give in to him; I still sent him a stealth text when she arrived at the party. That’s another thing that had my gears turning.