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“Tali’s right. Andy needs a sense of normalcy he and Cathy can provide right now. Your priority is Eniana.” Jason shakes his head, squinting into the sun to hide his troubled expression. It’s the first time I’ve seen his rage. I’ve read it between the lines of the long, drawn out journal entries he’d send through the twin journals. Tales of horrors I’d rather not remember that bled over the page and soaked into my mind like nightmares I couldn’t shake. I could have stopped it. If I had been here, I could have put an end to it immediately. Jason rises and walks away, joining the group on the shore. Fallon looks up from the pile of seashells Koa just presented to her and meets my gaze.

No preamble. "Jason's had four approved visitors," he said. "His lawyer. His mother. A woman named Yvette Crowley, freelance journalist supposedly writing a piece on prison reform. And a name that should ring a bell. Tanner Ricks." I froze. "Tanner used to work here." Calder nodded grimly. "Until he was let go for accessing private executive files. Guess who vouched for him during his hiring phase?" "Jason," I muttered, the pieces snapping into place.

Inside, I found myself in a space that was starkly different from my own. Jason’s bedroom was cold, almost sterile. Black, white, and gray tones dominated the walls and furniture, exuding an eerie emptiness. Unlike my ornate, golden-accented chambers, his felt… lonely. A screen blocked part of the terrace, where the only touch of warmth came from a simple tatami mat and an unclosed book beside it. I stepped closer, glancing at the title. A modern novel from Larvania. Strange. I had never seen Jason read anything for pleasure.

“Tell us about him.” Jason didn’t move. His fingers tightened around the stem of his glass. Lila’s face brightened as she spoke. “He’s really sweet. He works at a bookstore downtown — the one near the park. He’s into film, applying to NYU next year. And... I invited him over tomorrow. You know, so you can meet him.” The clink of glass on wood made Bella flinch. Jason set his wine down too sharply. His voice, once calm, came out flat and edged.

I answered as grabbed my bag and exited my house. Hi, I'm Jason, Jason Abraham, I clocked eighteen last week, definitely the most memorable birthday I've ever done! I live alone with my mum. My dad is or let me say was a crazy scientist who enjoys performing stupid and absurd experiments on me. My mum couldn't watch him kill her only-begotten child with his baseless experiments, so she divorced him and we moved to Austin, Texas and we've been living alone since then. I read books a lot, In fact, I have an alarm set to 7:30 pm every day to remind me to read a new book. And Yeah, I'm done with college and expecting to the admitted to the university soon.

Noah said and looked back at the phone. He then showed June another picture of a man who was smirking at the camera, the man looked exactly like Chris but he was not muscular. He was lean and tall, he was wearing a white tank top. His left biceps was overed with tattoos of dark roses which reached to the nape of his neck. "He's Jason.Chris and him are twins. But Jason isn't interested in the company, he has a band." June nodded his head in understanding. The pervious owner of the body had no information about Noah, "So you got the company?"

I was faux-serious. "Mr. - Cáel," Jason looked over my shoulder. "I think one of those chicks is about to come over here and kill you. You best hop to it." "Which one? The brunette, or the russet-colored (Libra)?" I inquired. "The brunette wants attention and the russet wants to push a red hot poker up your ass," Jason gave me his experienced opinion. Heading over there was going to be 'fun'. "Give me a call some time, Jason. Nice to see you again, Katy Lee," I waved good-bye.

“Yeah, you tell the others?” “No, just you.” Todd nodded. Leaning his head back against the wall he let out a deep breath. Reaching into his pocket he took out a small metal case, inside were several of Jason’s hand rolled cigarettes. He held it out to me, and I took one, lighting it. I leaned back next to him, my head right next to his broad shoulder. “To Jason,” I said softly. “To Jason” he repeated.

Jason Jason stood in the communal shower, water cascading over his tan, muscular frame. His body was a vision of strength and athleticism, tall and broad-shouldered, with every muscle clearly defined from hours in the gym. His short, dark hair clung to his head, droplets trailing down his neck and across his toned chest, highlighting the veins along his arms. The light glistened off his smooth, wet skin, making his already imposing physique even more striking.

She must be upset that Natasha is all over me. Jason walks over to me. Jason is my childhood buddy who hangs with me and Jack often. He hasn’t found his mate yet either. Jason looks dapper in his white t-shirt, maroon jacket, and black pants. His golden blond hair is slicked back neatly and he is wearing rings on almost all his fingers. He is a big fan of piercings, jewelry, and tattoos. Even though his clothes are hiding most of his tattoos, his neck is fully covered with tattoos giving him a sexy look. I wonder why he wears rings on all his fingers. The piercings and jewelry are such an inconvenience when one tries to shift into a wolf. I guess he doesn’t care about spending some more time