Extraits

Lydia had taught me that compliments were only used to manipulate. She’d taught me that there was no such thing as a white knight. She’d conditioned me to expect punishment for failure. She proved that people were bad, and shouldn’t be trusted. She’d shown me a dark, ugly side to the world. And Mutt…beautiful, sweet, lovely Mutt, was making her into a liar.

“What if I can’t stop? What if I’m always lost?” “Then I will come to you.” Mutt replied immediately. “Until I breathe my last breath, I will chase you. We can be lost together.”

There was respect in his gaze. The kind of respect only an animal who has survived the cold dark nights can have for another.

“Richard once almost hit me with his car and I still love him.”

“Wait, what?”

“He didn’t see me. To be fair, I was going really fast, and kinda jumped in front of the car to see if he’d stop. But still. The point still stands. Family is family, man. Some people suck, but we don’t.”

“You jumped in front of his car?” I stared at him, horrified.

“Intrusive thoughts, dude.” Collin shrugged. “Not my fault.”

“That was totally your fucking fault.”

Blair’s SOS came at the worst time possible. Because I’d been three fingers deep in my own ass and five minutes from hopping on the silicone dick I’d ordered online.

A werewolf and a human. Two entirely different species. This wasn’t a fairy tale, or a horror story. More like one of those absurd Reddit threads that pops up when you least expect it. Help: I’m dating a werewolf. He’s nosy and stalks me. And also apparently a human lie detector.

I couldn’t tell him I’d wanted to protect him.

To watch over him from afar.

It might frighten him.

Like a forward thinking chipmunk, I would keep some nuts in my cheeks for later.

The last thing I need right now is to accidentally activate Blair’s sad Pikachu face.

The world this big confusing blur around me. Watching. On the outside, looking in—because I’m not real. Not really. At least, not in the ways that count. I’m not sure when exactly I stopped being a real person. Maybe it was when I was a snot-nosed kid and I stepped foot in that car with Lydia. Or when I found out the secret. Or maybe it was after my first kill.