The moons gift
My eyes were captivated by the sight of her; she seemed as if she were deep in her thoughts, but yet at the same time, content.
The moment I saw movement near her, I noticed Tyson, which immediately made me raise my lip and bare my fangs. I was about to jump over the cliff and dig my fangs deep into his flesh when I heard my mate’s voice.
The hackles on my back were raised upwards. I didn’t trust that asshole. If looks could kill, that would be one ugly, dead Siren right there.
Sometimes I wished I had the laser sight as Superman or that guy Cyclops from X-Men. It would be useful to have such power right now—not to mention for target practicing—but that’s not my luck.