figured I needed to defuse the situation , stat. “Lukas, I think you should go.”
A flash of anger jumped behind his green eyes before he smothered it with cockiness and a smirk. “ I’ll talk to you later.”
Gavin shove a hand through his hair after Lukas left the same way he had come—without a care in the world. “I really dislike that guy. There is something about him, something in his eyes when he looks at you.”
He had made his contempt for Lukas abundantly clear. “You think he is dangerous,” I supplied. Truthfully, the same could be said about Gavin. There was a purely predatory vibe about him.
His eyes softened a tad. “Just promise me you’ll be careful?”
I nodded.
***
Last night I had sleep like crap, and for once it wasn’t because I was dreamscaping, so I couldn’t even blame Lukas. I had a nightmare.
The screwed up part is that I was the nightmare—my magic-stealing powers and me. I was still trying to convince myself it hadn’t been real. In the dream, I had been a monster with a black heart, fueled by greed, blackness, and a hunger for power I never felt before. I didn’t recognize myself. As I was right on the brink of consciousness, I heard a laugh—sinister, spine–chilling, and familiar.
W hen I woke up, I lay there, staring at the ceiling, beating myself up about letting my insecurities get to me. I hated that I let something so stupid upset me. My dreams weren’t prophetic—that I knew. I didn’t have to become that person. I wasn’t doomed to be a bad witch.
After a long huff, I finally dragged my butt into the bathroom. I washed my wash face, brushed my teeth, and changed out of my jammies. The simple morning routine felt comforting. Twisting my second-day hair into a messy bun, I was ready to start my day.
No sooner had I stepped into the halls of Holly Ridge High than I was waylaid by an all-too-real nightmare. Unfortunately for her, this bully didn’t know who she was really dealing with. If she had seen what I had in my dream, she would have run from me screaming.
“Hey , Freak,” a sweet and sour voice said from just over my shoulder.
Oh goodie. Just how I like to start my mornings --With a round with Rianne.
Chapter 8
I told myself to keep walking, but my legs didn’t obey. Treacherous body . Pivoting on the balls of my feet, I faced the queen bitch and shot her a look of extreme annoyance. “Is there a point in all this? Because I’m over you and your extra-large mouth.”
Her amber eyes flamed. “I’m on to you. I’ve se en your eyes. They’re not right,” she spat.
For a brief moment, I contemplated the idea of body-slamming her right in the middle of the hall. “Maybe you need to get yours checked,” I snapped, trying to act like I didn’t know what she was talking about, but inside I was having an “oh shit” moment.
She wasn’t deterred. “I know that there is something wrong with you, something abnormal. You’re not human.”
We were starting to attract a crowd. I caught a curious gaze from Sophie and a “do-you-have-a-death-wish” look from Austin. I knew I needed to keep my anger in check. “You don’t know shit, Rianne. And if you knew what was good for you…” I took a step forward, completely forgetting about reining in my anger and got in her face. “…you would forget about me.”
Her eyes gleamed in satisfaction like she knew she was onto something. I wanted to wipe her face with the floor. And I might have if I hadn’t noticed Rianne’s eyes shift to someone behind me. Her pink lips curled.
The tattoo at my back tingled.
“Problem?” Lukas’s voice came from beside me.
I snuck a glance from the corner of my eyes just to make sure my ears weren’t playing tricks on me.
What the heck was Lukas doing in high school? At my school?
Rianne looked Lukas up and down and up again. A n expression of interest shone on her heart-shaped face. “Your threats don’t mean dick to me,” she seethed,
A flash of anger jumped behind his green eyes before he smothered it with cockiness and a smirk. “ I’ll talk to you later.”
Gavin shove a hand through his hair after Lukas left the same way he had come—without a care in the world. “I really dislike that guy. There is something about him, something in his eyes when he looks at you.”
He had made his contempt for Lukas abundantly clear. “You think he is dangerous,” I supplied. Truthfully, the same could be said about Gavin. There was a purely predatory vibe about him.
His eyes softened a tad. “Just promise me you’ll be careful?”
I nodded.
***
Last night I had sleep like crap, and for once it wasn’t because I was dreamscaping, so I couldn’t even blame Lukas. I had a nightmare.
The screwed up part is that I was the nightmare—my magic-stealing powers and me. I was still trying to convince myself it hadn’t been real. In the dream, I had been a monster with a black heart, fueled by greed, blackness, and a hunger for power I never felt before. I didn’t recognize myself. As I was right on the brink of consciousness, I heard a laugh—sinister, spine–chilling, and familiar.
W hen I woke up, I lay there, staring at the ceiling, beating myself up about letting my insecurities get to me. I hated that I let something so stupid upset me. My dreams weren’t prophetic—that I knew. I didn’t have to become that person. I wasn’t doomed to be a bad witch.
After a long huff, I finally dragged my butt into the bathroom. I washed my wash face, brushed my teeth, and changed out of my jammies. The simple morning routine felt comforting. Twisting my second-day hair into a messy bun, I was ready to start my day.
No sooner had I stepped into the halls of Holly Ridge High than I was waylaid by an all-too-real nightmare. Unfortunately for her, this bully didn’t know who she was really dealing with. If she had seen what I had in my dream, she would have run from me screaming.
“Hey , Freak,” a sweet and sour voice said from just over my shoulder.
Oh goodie. Just how I like to start my mornings --With a round with Rianne.
Chapter 8
I told myself to keep walking, but my legs didn’t obey. Treacherous body . Pivoting on the balls of my feet, I faced the queen bitch and shot her a look of extreme annoyance. “Is there a point in all this? Because I’m over you and your extra-large mouth.”
Her amber eyes flamed. “I’m on to you. I’ve se en your eyes. They’re not right,” she spat.
For a brief moment, I contemplated the idea of body-slamming her right in the middle of the hall. “Maybe you need to get yours checked,” I snapped, trying to act like I didn’t know what she was talking about, but inside I was having an “oh shit” moment.
She wasn’t deterred. “I know that there is something wrong with you, something abnormal. You’re not human.”
We were starting to attract a crowd. I caught a curious gaze from Sophie and a “do-you-have-a-death-wish” look from Austin. I knew I needed to keep my anger in check. “You don’t know shit, Rianne. And if you knew what was good for you…” I took a step forward, completely forgetting about reining in my anger and got in her face. “…you would forget about me.”
Her eyes gleamed in satisfaction like she knew she was onto something. I wanted to wipe her face with the floor. And I might have if I hadn’t noticed Rianne’s eyes shift to someone behind me. Her pink lips curled.
The tattoo at my back tingled.
“Problem?” Lukas’s voice came from beside me.
I snuck a glance from the corner of my eyes just to make sure my ears weren’t playing tricks on me.
What the heck was Lukas doing in high school? At my school?
Rianne looked Lukas up and down and up again. A n expression of interest shone on her heart-shaped face. “Your threats don’t mean dick to me,” she seethed,
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