[Kane’s POV]“Son of a bitch.” I growl, realizing that I’ve found myself in an extremely troublesome situation. “What is this horrible timing?”Letting out a grumble of annoyance, I look toward the ones who are watching us and find that it is Trinity and a woman I can only assume is the bastard’s mother. Both women watch us carefully, and from the look on their faces, I know that they aren’t too happy with what they’re seeing.“Mom,” the bastard calls while I straighten the little delinquent and myself out and then release her. “Do you see what is happening?”“That,” the woman begins, looking from me to the little delinquent and back. “Could someone explain what is happening?”Fuck. I think, knowing what they’re seeing and understanding what they’re thinking. I need to fix things before they get too complicated, but it was such a fucking pain to use my abilities. It always left me with a headache and with a need to feed. However, if it meant that I could get myself out of this situati
[Kane’s POV]I stare at the bastard in front of me, wondering what exactly he planned on doing with what was mine. Of course, I had no intention of claiming her as my own, but the thought of another man touching her infuriated me.When I came out here for some fresh air, I didn't intend to run into such a scene. Hell, I didn't even intend to interrupt it, but somehow before I could even stop my fucking feet, I was moving, and now here I stood with some cocky motherfucker glaring at me while the little delinquent pressed against my body.I wonder if she knew how dangerous the way she positioned herself was, with her chest pressing against my side and her warm core pressing against my thigh. It was tempting me in ways I didn't even know were possible, but right now, I couldn't focus on that. Instead, I needed to deal with the fucker in front of me.“Stop fucking around.” The one touching what was mine says. “If you come here this instant, I’ll forget this ever happened.”His gaze that r
[Remi’s POV]A shiver rushes through me while the urge to kick the bastard in front of me in the balls starts to grow.Belong to him.Who the fuck did this guy think he was? Did he really think that I was some stupid bimbo that would fall for his boy-next-door looks? If he did, he was sadly mistaken.“Listen,” I sigh, my annoyance getting the best of me. “I think there’s something that you don’t quite get here. I’m not a thing to be possessed, and I would never fall for a bastard like you.”At my words, Kevin’s eyes grow wide as he stares at me in disbelief. It’s almost laughable just how shocked the guy looks. Damn, was he really that fucking full of himself?“You don’t need to fall for me.” He says, getting his wits about him. “That doesn’t matter.”“What?” I hiss.“Don’t you know what it is that our parents are discussing right now?” He pushes, taking a few steps toward me while I move backward. “Don’t tell me that you’re that naive to believe that people like us can choose who we
[Remi’s POV]I watch Kane’s retreating form as he heads out of my room, and once I’m certain that he isn’t going to come back to bother me, I collapse on my bed.“What the fuck?” I hiss, letting images of my vision return now that I was alone and able to process them. “What the fuck did I just see?”Honestly, out of all the deaths I witnessed, that was the most brutal. Luckily, in my time of seeing how people die, there were only a rare few times it was by something like murder. That was part of the reason I wanted to become a crime scene investigator so that I could put my strange ability to use and hopefully bring closure to those who were taken from the world too soon, but because of the bastard, I was actually slightly concerned about that wouldn’t happen. Not until next year anyway since the last chance to take the exam had passed.“Dammit.” I growl, shooting a glare toward my door as if the one who was grinding on my last nerve was there. “I won’t let you get away with it.”As t
[Remi's POV]Blood.There was so much blood I didn't know when it began or where it ended. The suffocating scent of iron attacks my nose, making me feel like I was going to hurl. It was all so overpowering that if I didn’t know any better, I would believe that what was taking place in front of me was real instead of a vision.Trying to calm myself, I begin to look around in an attempt to determine what exactly it was that I was seeing until my eyes come to rest on Kane. He’s sprawled out on the ground with his head twisted at an odd angle and his limbs twisted irregularly. He is lying in a pool of his own blood at the bottom of a very tall building, and I don’t even need to think too long about what it is that I’m supposed to be seeing.To the naked eye, this would seem like nothing more than a suicide given his position, but that was something I couldn’t believe. Not with the look of shock on his face and the gashes that cover his skin.What I was seeing were the telltale signs of mu
[Kane’s POV]I don't speak as the little delinquent shoves past me, causing the scent of cinnamon and spice to attack my senses. I have to admit, she smells so fucking good. Did she also taste good? As this thought hits me, I feel the flare of desire, but I remain in place, watching her carefully as she stops long enough to meet my gaze so that I find myself getting lost in her deep grey pools while the odd sense of longing that I felt when I first saw her returns.It can't be I tell myself as shock and wonder rushes through me. There's no way that she is my destined one.It was a fucking joke that the one I had been waiting all these years for was standing in front of me. But even now, as I stare into her grey eyes and feel that same damn draw urging me to take her and claim her for my own, I don't move or dare claim what is mine.It is driving my hunger wild. It was becoming restless and frustrated with my inaction, but I wouldn't move, and I wouldn't acknowledge her. She would neve