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I stepped back, trying not to be rattled by her snarky comment. She wanted me. She had to. It was what girls did. They walked into rooms and wanted me. It was practically a law of nature. I was nearly six and a half foot of stacked muscle with skin the colour of honey and eyes that fucked you before you were even undressed. Who wouldn’t want that?
“They can hypnotise you into seeing fantasies. You shouldn’t hold that stronzo’s eye.” I’d never met a Basilisk Shifter before; I knew they were crazy rare but not a whole lot else about them. I guess I’d just imagined a huge snake and not given a lot of thought to whatever powers he might possess. More fool me.
“You promised snacks,” he reminded me. “I said there were snacks. I never said they were for you.” Leon growled playfully, eyeing my chocolate bar with intent. “Besides,” I added. “There’s no way I’d be hand feeding you even if you could convince me to share.” “Oh c’mon,” he whispered. “I’ll suck your fingers.” “That’s not appealing.” “Fine.”
Eugene Dipper had the misfortune of being paired with me first and I smiled darkly at him as he approached me across the Empyrean Fields. His small frame lacked an ounce of muscle and his large front teeth and blonde hair gave him the appearance of the white rat of his Order form.
I didnt realize there were shifters for weak animals too. I guess only the impressive ones go to zodiac so that makes sense i suppose
Ryder shedded his blazer, lifting a razor blade into the air to the whooping cheers of the Brotherhood. It was his way of making sure he always drew first blood in battle, by drawing it from himself. He slit his thumb, painting two lines up his cheeks. And that was it. The signal for this to begin.
For a moment I caught sight of the face beneath the hood and gasped as I recognised Gabriel. “Your sacrifice must be given freely. You must choose death and give your powers to me as you pass for the magic to cleanse you. And if you do, it will banish all of your pain, erase your heartache, consume your grief...and leave you pure and free of it in the afterlife,” he said. I blinked and realised it wasn’t Gabriel at all; it was Ryder.