Drake
I didn’t like the boy who had swept in to the room and gathered up Bellas skin form like he owned her. I liked it even less when she clung to him like her life depended on it.
I didn’t know why but I hated the snotty nosed boy on sight.
I hated him even more than I disliked dog breath Rhyder and that was saying something.
I just didn’t know why. But I was going to find out.
“Faith?” I called the nephilims name and she turned before she reached the corner. Her eyebrow arched in shock.
For a moment we just stared at each other. And then she turned on her heels and stalked towards me. Her eyes searching my face. “What can I do for you Drake?”
Suddenly I didn’t know what I needed to say. The words died on the tip of my tongue. Had I ever really spoken to Faith? Alone? I couldn’t
