Chapter THIRTEEN-JEZEBEL

Blue and green lights shimmered around me and I knew I was safe in Emmet’s arms the second I could breathe again.

But before that, when everything had gone all dark and misty, and I couldn’t breathe or blink or move, I admit, I panicked.

It was a little while before he came racing to my side like a dark avenging angel—but no, not an angel, a Demon, my Demon—in midnight fur with emerald fire in his eyes, and it was then my worst fears revealed themselves.

See, I had only just found him, and I didn’t want to leave him so soon. It was way too soon for this kind of emotion, but I was almost one hundred percent positive I was in love with the sexy Wolf Shifter.

I wanted to lash out against the cruel universe for showing me what it meant to find someone like him only to take him away in a heartbeat. But those shades surrounded me and started doing whatever they were doing, and well, I thought it was all over.

Everything.

My one chance at happiness.

My future.

My very life.