AMARA. "Can I have a word with you, Amara?" Miss Sybille asked. "Hmmm… Can we talk during class or maybe after class? I need to be somewhere right now before our class starts." I answered in a respectful manner. "I’m sure you’re heading for that door?" She raised her eyebrows and pointed at the e

JACE. I went home right away after my conversation with Amara in my office. I just gave in to the young Alpha’s manipulation, and I had no idea why I did. I knew better, she was taking one step closer to staking her claim on me, and I was just letting her. She will be eighteen in two months and

"Hmmm…" I mumbled. I didn’t want to say anything that would just escalate or backfire in my face. I opened the backseat and threw her bag before opening her car door. I had no intention of doing the latter, but the temptress didn’t open her own door and just stood there, waiting until I did it for

"I sound stupid here talking on my own. Don’t ignore me." "Sorry, I just don’t know what to say." "She came and knocked on my window. It’ll be rude if I don’t roll my window down." "Okay. I’m not even asking." "I’m telling. Otherwise, I might get dumped, and it’s not even twenty-four yet." I ti

I would think of the consequences tomorrow because, as much as I hate to admit it, I was having fun. I had never been on a date. I had never taken anyone on a dinner date except for Mom, a day after I turned eighteen, and up until now, she was the only female I dated. But then I was not sure if th