She smells faintly of blood and of something else.

Something potent and dangerous.

Why are my eyes roaming over her high cheekbones and her lips? What would it be like to bite on them?

Would she bleed for me?

Where the hell did that thought come from?

I take a step towards her, my eyes blazing with intensity. “I’ll do whatever it takes to protect my family.”

She meets my gaze and retorts bitterly. “Good luck with that.”

I shake my head. “You’re impossible.”

She smirks. “You’re not exactly a walk in the park yourself,” she quips.

I feel a surge of irritation bubbling up inside me. “You know what? Forget it. I’m done with this conversation. Stay the fuck away from my brother.”

I turn on my heel, storming out of the room with a sense of frustration burning in my chest.

This was not at all how I saw this going.

If she did not kill those two people, maybe her counterpart did.

Or maybe she’s a fucking liar.

Despite everything, I can’t shake the feeling that there’s more to Selene than meets the eye.

I approach the car and find Grayson waiting, his face hidden behind headphones. I can tell he’s upset, but I have to ask anyway.

“Hey, Gray, everything okay?”

He doesn’t even glance my way. “Fine,” he mutters curtly.

I sigh inwardly, feeling a pang of guilt. This is what I get for trying to protect him.

He doesn’t understand how dangerous it is to be that close to her, and he is too young for me to explain.

We drive to Mom and Dad’s house in a tense silence. My mind is consumed with thoughts of Selene, her image haunting me.

My hand around her throat.

Her eyes rolling back slightly…

Why is she so beautiful? And why does it feel like I can’t shake the thought of her?

When we arrive, I help Grayson get his things from the car, but he’s still fuming. He grabs his stuff and makes a move to leave, but I stop him.

“Hey, Gray,” I say. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you in front of your teacher. I was just trying to protect you.”

He looks at me, his eyes flashing with anger. “From what?” he demands.

I hesitate, knowing I can’t tell him the truth about the supernatural world. “It’s council business,” I explain lamely. “But I’ve talked to Selene, and we’ve agreed that you will find a different tutor.”

He scoffs, shaking his head. “I’m not a kid anymore, Liam,” he says resentfully. “It’s time you realized that.”

With that, he turns and walks towards the front door, leaving me standing alone by the car.