Nina “Hold still.” I dabbed at Matt’s bloody nose with an antiseptic wipe. He winced, but didn’t pull away as I cleaned away the oozing blood to reveal raw, bruised skin. “It’s not broken,” I said softly. “Just cut up real good.” “Fuck. I’m so sorry, Matt,” Enzo, who was standing beside me w
“Enzo?” I called out. “You home?” “I’m in here.” I rounded the corner to the living room to find Enzo sitting on the sofa. I couldn’t help but furrow my brow a bit as I looked at him; no movie, no video game, no book. He was just… sitting there. He hadn’t even changed his shirt since what had ha
Enzo I stood outside the interrogation room, flexing my fingers as I stared down at my palm. The remnants of a few small cuts were there; scrapes on my knuckles from where I had beaten Matt, and then a few cuts on my palm where I had crushed that glass last night. “I scared her,” I thought to my
“And why are they hiring you to come after my family?” He shrugged. “Something about blood.” “That’s it?” I growled, growing frustrated by his blase nature. “Just… blood?” “Yup.” “Ronan.” I stood again and crossed over to him, stooping so that our faces were almost aligned. “If you’re withho
Nina For a few moments, the frenetic whirling and buzzing that I had grown so used to over the past year filled all of my senses. But, after the briefest of moments, it was over—and I was met instead with the sound of birds chirping, fountains running, and the soft summer breeze blowing across m
Nina “Ouch. Shit.” Matt winced as I dabbed at his bloody nose. He must have burst a small blood vessel during the training, because he had suddenly begun gushing out of nowhere. And although he was on the mend following Enzo’s outburst the other day, he was clearly still in a good amount of pain
“Ah. A taste of your own medicine for once,” I said with a laugh. “I’m jealous, though.” “Why?” I shrugged. “I dunno. I’d like to join in on the training, at least a little bit, but… apparently being a few months pregnant and a princess means I can’t do anything.” Enzo sighed softly. “You know
Nina The morning mist settled over the lawn, cool and refreshing against my warm skin. With a yawn, I watched as the others lined up on the grass, and I listened as my father’s commanding voice called out today’s orders. “This morning, we’re going to start with circuits instead of a run,” he sai