Contract With Big Brother-in-law
Before I could even begin to process what had just happened, the garden dissolved into darkness, and I was no longer a child.
Kayla stood before me now, bathed in moonlight. She was standing under a massive waterfall, the water cascading around her, catching the light like liquid silver. Her red hair fell in waves down her back, impossibly long, long enough to trail into the water behind her. Her pale skin glowed in the moonlight, each cluster of freckles like a new and undiscovered constellation.
She was breathtaking. Otherworldly. And a little terrifying.
She turned to face me, her lips curling into a knowing smile. “Mate…” she whispered, her voice soft and sweet like a siren’s call.