“I’ll play.” Enzo’s voice was firm and sure, just like it always was. When I looked over at him, he was staring right at me from across the fire pit. My heart started racing, even though this was a memory -- I had already lived it. “Yay!” Jessica said, clapping her hands. “Nina, you’re playing, ri

Tiffany nodded. “So, while the Crescents and the Fullmoons were fighting and killing each other, the seven of us got to know each other as we bonded over our love for hockey. Some of us began to realize that the war was pointless, and so the hockey club eventually turned into a safe haven for young

Enzo paused, his brown eyes searching my face, before he finally nodded silently. I realized now that I was gripping his hand tightly as though my life depended on it, like letting him go would cause him to vanish from existence. And so, while Jessica and Lori continued to bicker, I led him to my r

I wanted to stop him, to tell him that he didn’t have to go through with the arranged marriage, that we could run away together… But before I could say any of that, he quickly finished dressing and walked out of the room without so much as a ‘goodbye’. I heard the front door open and close, and then

Jessica shrugged and shook her head apologetically. “I don’t know.” “I wanted to say that it could be someone from one of the opposing hockey teams,” Lori interjected, “but it just doesn’t add up. If they wanted to out Enzo on his werewolf identity, then why would they also risk exposing the fact t