Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84072 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Look at you!” He threw his hands in the air, eyes flashing. “You have a broken arm, I have sex with you, and suddenly you have gray hair. Do you even know that with one fuck against the tree, I just took five years off your life? Five years, Luna!”
“That’s my choice, Ben.” Hands shaking, I jabbed a finger at him. “Not yours.” I wanted to shake him! “In all these cursed years, you’re still an idiot when it comes to love! How is that even possible?”
He gritted his teeth. “If wanting to keep you safe makes me an idiot, then yeah, I’m the biggest idiot on the planet. You are everything to me!”
“Then stop treating me like you’re five seconds away from wrapping me in bubble tape and locking me in a dungeon!”
The guilty look on his face was like an admission that he’d already thought about that, the jackass.
“You know what?” I started power walking toward the inn. “I’m tired, and I don’t want to keep going in circles about what you think is best for me when I can make that decision all by myself.”
“Luna.” He jogged after me. “Wait—”
“No.” I jerked away. “At least you were honest. Maybe instead of relying on you to break the curse—I need to become my own hero. I never asked for the prince to storm the castle, Ben. Sometimes all a girl wants is for the prince to show up. That’s enough.”
“Luna…” His voice cracked. “I’m sorry. I can’t think outside of this insane need to keep you safe.” He frowned down at the ground. “I have to go.”
“What?” Talk about whiplash. “We can’t even have a normal argument now where I yell, you leave, then come back with flowers groveling? Now you’re just leaving?”
His lips spread into an amused smile. “You’re angry, I get it. I’m angry too, but I think I just…” His eyes narrowed. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”
And then he turned around and walked away.
Stunned, I watched in disbelief as he jogged in the opposite direction like he couldn’t get away fast enough.
“Men.” I kicked the sidewalk. It didn’t matter if they were super-hot Fae hellbent on seducing a girl against a tree or a fireman who offered to show off his hose—they were all jackasses.
“Preach…” Hath said from the stairs as she threw back a glass of red wine.
“Did I say that out loud?” I frowned, crossing my arms.
“No, you just think super loud. Imagine a toddler screaming for cake twenty-four seven,” She pointed her wine glass at me. “That’s you.”
“Fantastic.” I sat down next to her and reached for the wine bottle.
“Yeah, that’s not wine.” She took another long sip out of her glass. It sludged and stuck to the sides, and oh shit, she was drinking blood.
I made a gagging sound at about the same time I realized it didn’t freak me out because I knew her.
I remembered her.
We’d grown up together.
She’d only tried to kill me twice, but to be fair, it was a full moon, and she’d had crazy blood lust from taking blood from drunk townsmen—it made her a tad crazy.
“Good to have you back,” she said after a few seconds of silence. “You think you guys are gonna crack the case this time?”
I sighed. “Who knows? He’s so argumentative, and… what’s the word I’m looking for… bossy?”
“He’s a man.” She shrugged. “No matter the species, they still think with their tiny dicks at least half the time. And the other half the time? They’re thinking about their tiny dicks. It’s really a lose-lose.”
I burst out laughing. “Is that why you’re out here drinking?”
“I may have possibly… drank from a really hot guy who felt me up, and I may have not remembered to wipe his memory, so if we become the new Forks, you know why… obviously, Montu was less than pleased but what pissed me off is he was more angry I forgot to wipe the memory than the fact that I got felt up, so then I told him I was going to do it more often because he wasn’t satisfying me and you can imagine how that conversation ended.”
“Bloodshed?” I guessed.
“That and angry sex, but I’m still pissed, so here I sit.”
“Angry sex is the best sex.” I grinned to myself.
“Ooh la, la, you and Benjamin get down and dirty in that mansion of his?”
“Nope.” I licked my lips at the memory. “In the forest.”
“Even better.”
“Against a tree.”
“Up top girl, up top.” She held out her hand.
I hit it and finished. “Beneath the moonlight.”
She sighed. “The Spring Fae do have good sex.”
My jealousy must have shown because she quickly added, “Not that I would know since I’ve never— with Ben, ever, but with other Fae.”
“It was incredible.”
“That explains the white streak.”
“I almost forgot I had it.” I yawned. “I should probably go to bed. Busy day tomorrow saving the world from evil’s clutches and all.”