VIOLET
“Easy, deep breaths, just like Amara taught you,” I whispered to myself as I spotted a brown hawk flying low in the sky, following its move with my bow and arrow. “You’ll be my dinner tonight.”
When I was sure I had the target locked, I released my arrow, hitting right on the spot. The hawk started falling to the ground fast, letting out a cry of pain as it waited for its imminent death.
“That was a perfect shot,” I heard Ezra’s husky voice as he stood behind me, his body close to mine.
“I’ve been trained by the best,” I replied, turning my head to face him. His eyes met mine, before they stared at my lips.
“I am dying to taste your lips again,” He confessed, leaning over.
Before he could get any closer, I cleared my throat and hung the bow on my back, putting distance bet
