Todos os capítulos de Last Female Sypher and Her Brother's Friends: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

AriaI don’t understand what I’m seeing.One second, the room is filled with shouting and snapping teeth and bodies that are not bodies, and the next—Men.Very naked men.My brain refuses to process the transition between the two.The huge wolf that had been Ronan a moment ago is suddenly gone, and in his place stands a very large, very naked man with dark hair and broad shoulders and absolutely no shame about the fact that he is standing there like some kind of barbarian statue.My brain must be short-circuiting because it's a struggle to keep my eyes off everything below his waist.Henry and Jasper are no longer wolves either. They’re men now, too.Also naked.Why is everyone naked?My brain latches onto that detail like it’s the most important thing in the world because the alternative—the claws, the teeth, the transformation—is something I cannot even begin to process.I back up.My heel hits the edge of the stone floor, and I almost trip.Liam immediately lifts both hands like h

TheoThe dining hall smells like roasted meat, garlic, and tension.Mostly tension.I lean against the kitchen counter, arms folded across my chest, watching the doorway as the sound of footsteps echoes down the hall.My wolf paces beneath my skin.She knows now, he mutters.Yeah.She does.The image from last night flashes in my head again—Aria standing in the doorway of the interrogation room, eyes wide with horror while four wolves tore at each other. Nd to have it happen right after being attacked by wolves.In my worst imagination, she looks upon me with revulsion and fear.The door opens.Aria walks in first.Behind her are Liam and Kade.Her scent hits me immediately—confusion, fear, anger… and exhaustion all wrapped under a warm, tart, caramel. She looks like she hasn’t slept a minute. The pink under her eyes makes her eyes appear more grey than blue.Not surprising.Finding out monsters exist tends to ruin a girl’s night.She stops just inside the room and looks straight at K

LiamI shouldn’t be this relieved.That thought repeats in my head as I pull the truck to a stop at the curb across from our childhood house. The engine ticks as it cools, the late afternoon light casting long shadows across the lawn that used to be perfectly trimmed when Mom still cared about appearances.Now the grass is too long. The siding looks dull. And the yellow police tape tied around the porch railing flutters lazily in the wind.Two days.Aria has ignored me for two damn days.When the lawyer called and said the police cleared us to go to the house and look through Mom's things, my first thought was, now she can't ignore me.How shit is that?I glance sideways at her in the passenger seat. She’s staring straight ahead at the house like it might bite her if she blinks. Her dark hair falls forward as she leans slightly toward the window, eyes narrowed.My chest tightens.I missed years of her life. Years I can never get back.But damn, my sister can hold a grudge.You expecte

BarricThe Assembly wolves sit across from us like stone statues.Neutral faces and calm postures, they no doubt achieve due to hours of practice in the closed fortress they call a headquarters. It doesn’t matter. The room reeks of hostility. Any wolf with even a juvenile's senses would be able to feel it.I lean back slightly in my chair, watching them the way a wolf watches a rival pack across a territorial line. My arms rest loosely on the table, but every muscle in my body is coiled and ready.My wolf is pacing inside me.Arrogant bastards, he growls.That about sums it up.There are three of them. All the older males are dressed in dark, tailored coats that scream authority and self-importance. The display is a human one. Funny due to some of their positions on human and shifter mixing.You would think they believed superiority would make them break out in hives at the thought of mimicking anything humans create.I guess it only applies to biology.Ronan is making them wait for h

KadeI lean against the doorframe of Barric’s woodworking shop, arms folded across my chest, pretending I’m here because someone needs to be with Aria.Someone does need to be with her. But it's not the low-hanging job I'm trying to make it out to be.I want to be here. I want to be near her.Inhaling the scent of fresh-cut cedar, pine sap, sawdust, and Aria, I try to clean the need of my wolf.Aria is standing at Barric’s workbench with a pencil tucked behind her ear and a smear of wood dust across her cheek, as she belongs here.And it’s driving me insane.Barric stands beside her, showing her how to hold the plane properly. His big hands guide the wood across the blade. Aria laughs when the shaving curls away in a long ribbon.“See?” Barric says. “Smooth, steady pressure.”“I am applying steady pressure,” she protests.“You’re fighting it.”“I am not fighting it.”My wolf snorts inside my head. You’re staring.I grit my teeth. I’m observing.You’re brooding.Shut up.Barric leans c