Stella Lockheed
Four mates. Seriously? I muttered to myself, incredulous. I mean, could this situation get any more insane? It was like some kind of twisted joke, a plotline from a bad fantasy novel. Four hot guys, all claiming to be supernaturally connected to the stupid, emotional, powerless little me. Yeah, right.
Adrian's gaze snapped back to me, and I felt frozen like a Popsicle. My heart raced, and I swear I could feel his eyes drilling into my soul. It was unnerving, to say the least, even after the fact that he has just saved me from Queen Bee-itch. As he addressed the assembled students, his voice held a commanding authority that cut through the hushed silence that had fallen over the school grounds. No one touches my mate, he had said, and I couldn't tear my gaze away from him
