Third Person POV It was easy getting into Lila’s party when Scott’s dad was there. Scott and Sarah didn’t even need an excuse to attend. Actually, Scott’s father insisted that he showed up. Sarah spent the better part of her morning picking wolfbane from her personal garden. She turned the wolfba
“She was supposed to get her wolf today,” Max explained. “I could feel her nearby. As soon as I felt her, I knew she was our mate. But the poison is blocking her now. She’s there… but she’s also not there at the same time.” “That sounds like the work of wolfbane,” I say in return to my wolf. “Whic
Enzo’s POV Was she about to tell me she was a Volana wolf? No. It wasn’t possible. Volana wolves were said to be the most powerful creatures in the universe. Lila might have been talented, but she certainly wasn’t powerful. But still, the girl was undeniably strange. But what’s most strange i
My father left my room without another word. I touched my lips with my fingertips, remembering how Enzo’s lips felt against mine. It was a brief kiss, but it was my first kiss. That wasn’t how envisioned my first kiss at all, and he certainly wasn’t whom I envisioned it with. It upset me that I bl
Lila’s POV Why did it have to be Professor Enzo that comes to pick me up? How was I going to get through an entire drive back to campus? It was an hour away. He showed up a few minutes after I finished packing. I could hear him speaking to my father in the foyer of the packhouse. “Thanks again f
“My father was a very powerful Alpha.” “Were you close to him?” I nearly slapped myself as soon as that question left my mouth. “No.” I was relieved by his answer. “My turn,” he said, surprising me. Before I could ask him what he meant, he asked, “Why did you transfer to my class when you don’t
Lila’s POV Valentine bowed her head to me, a smile playing on her long mouth and her white, razor-sharp, teeth being revealed. She was big and glorious; I had never seen anything like her before. This place was so life-like and incredible as well. I could practically feel the mist of the ocean on m
Enzo’s POV She was looking at me like she had seen a ghost. The color in her face was gone and her oddly colored eyes were wide. Max could sense that she received her wolf and insisted that we go and see her right now. But as I stood in the doorway of the infirmary, staring into her eyes, I realize