With the sudden loss of her parents Jaci is thrown into a world she never knew existed.
Now having to attend the Alkine Academy of the supernatural she is destined to meet her mates.
Unfortunately her mates are in the viscous group of The Four Fra...
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Why do I put up with these damn overbearing men!?
It always seems like I'm the one that's caught in the crossfire between all of them! I end up always giving and never taking and I am so damn sick and tired of it already!
When Ora dropped his bombshell last night about going to Cynthia something inside of just...snapped.
I'm done with all this frivolous bull crap, I just can't keep putting myself out there and always getting hurt in the end.
And why don't I have my own damn room that I can escape to?
"Asher I'm fine. Stop hovering already!" I went to Asher's room last night to brood after Oras confession. I ended up sleeping in Asher's bed last night but I made Asher sleep on top of the covers and he wasn't to pleased about it. Now he keeps trying to coax me to leave his room and talk to Ora. He thinks I should hear Oras side of the story but I keep resisting.
I don't want to leave I'm actually happy laying in his bed for the entire day, ignoring Ora and all of my other problems. I just need an escape from all of the damn madness at least for a little while. I'm trying to get Asher to understand this but unfortunately he keeps on persisting.
"Just talk to him Jaci. If Ora did anything with Cynthia you would of felt it when it happened." Now that gets my intention.
What does he exactly mean by that statement?
"Explain." I demand of him. Sometimes it irritates the hell out of me that I don't know about all of this supernatural stuff. It makes me feel like I'm basically the most clueless one of the bunch.
Asher slowly makes his way to me, sitting on the edge of bed, I put my hand into his, softly holding it, staring at Asher with my eyes full of concern.
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