Kell“Hey, bro, what happened last night? You came in and disappeared.” Carrick asks as he casually slumps down in the front seat of my car. I don’t answer at first because I’m too preoccupied with the thoughts of Amara as I speed the car up on the way to school. I need to talk to Amara about last night’s epic blunder.Carrick snaps me from my thoughts when he smacks my shoulder and asks. “What’s wrong with you today, Kell?”I keep my eyes straight ahead and answer. “It’s nothing man, I’m just tired. Football practice is a killer.”Carrick leans his head back on the headrest with a frown but doesn’t ask again.I need to talk to Amara and explain my abrupt departure. But what do I tell her?After a moment, Carrick adjusts the volume on the radio and mutters. “I went out with Haley last night.”By the tone of his voice and the look on his

KellShe pulls away from my hand. I had never seen her so frightened and alone before. However, she also seems wary. Like she expects me to mock her or reject her. Her lips are trembling, and her eyes are glimmering with tears.“I saw them die. I saw those missing girls die. One of them…her name was Leslie, and the other one’s name is Sophie. Someone killed them.”Her chest heaves as she lets out a few heartbreaking sobs. I don’t know what to do. So, I pull her into my arms and hold her close and whisper soothing words. It’s heart-wrenching to watch her fall apart this way. I’ve always thought of Amara as the kind of girl who is in control of her life, and it’s surprising to see that it is not the case. She continues to cry as if her heart has been broken. After a few moments, she pulls back, wipes her tears, and hesitantly asks, “Please tell me you believe me, Kell. I need you to believe me.”J

KellI lean my head back on her door. I shouldn’t have said what I did. I know I hurt her. I want to run back in and tell her that I want her to be mine. But what if she’s not my mate? I would be cheating on her if I dated her and later found the one I was meant to be with. Even though my body wars with itself, I painfully pull away from the door and step outside. I’m numb by the time I get home. Everyone is there. Mathias, Cassia, Traeger, Jelena, Nevaeh, and Azazel are there too.I can’t help but think that Amara should have been here with me.          Rowan steps out of the kitchen with a bottle of beer in his hand. “Hey, little bro.” I pull him into a hug. “Rowan, where have you been?” He rolls his eyes and waves his hand. “Here and there.”I give him my best glower. “Well, you’ve had everyone worried, you dick. Next time call or text.” He sn

KellI haven’t seen Amara lately, and I don’t have anyone to blame but myself. I just don’t know how to explain why I pulled away without explaining what I am. Things would be easier if I knew for certain that she was my mate. I mean, she was honest with me.Friday night is a misery, especially when I see Carrick and Haley snuggling up in front of the television. Alex is working with Mathias at the Council, and everyone else is busy. Not knowing what else to do, I decided to cool my head at Azazel’s nightclub, Garden of Eden. The club is always happening on Friday nights, and I need some time to relax before my head explodes.That night, I slip on a pair of black jeans, a black and a white plaid button-down. Gazing into the mirror, I roll up my sleeves, adjust the buttons on my shirt, and spray some cologne on. Tonight is going to be about having fun and forgetting.Once I’m done, I take a deep breath and rush out th

 KellAmara grips my hand tightly as we walk up the stairs. I can tell that she’s nervous. “Don’t worry, beauty queen. They’ll love you. Rowan will probably hit on you, and you know Carrick and Mikhail. I swear they went off to college, but they spend more time here than they do at school. I guess it’s the perk of living nearby. Plus, it can’t be worse than your mom.” I say jokingly.She glares at that comment, which amuses me.“Shut up.” She mutters with a heated glare. It looks like my kitten has claws. She looks so sweet, wearing her hair up in a messy bun. She’s wearing a long white t-shirt that falls from her shoulder and cut-off jeans with red combat boots.I laugh when I think of the glare she shot me when I told her to change in front of me this morning. She narrowed her eyes and closed the bathroom door on my face in response. It was a little disappointing, but also funny.