Twisted Ties (The Arrow Hart Academy #2)

by Hannah Haze

It’s harder to stay angry at him when I can see his face. Because, damn, it is a beautiful face,

There’s far more beauty in the broken, in the damaged, than there ever was in the perfect, in the complete, in the whole. Is that why? Is that why she was destined for me?

Youll never find out if you keep treating her like shit

“Hello, little rabbit,” a voice calls out from the kitchen, low and sinister. A voice that has me freezing on the spot. “I’ve been hoping we’d meet again.”

Fucking dumbass

“Crimson magic,” he says with awe, like he’s seen something truly angelic. “Fuck me.”

They both shake their heads. “Then–” “You’re our core.” “Core?” “Like the spokes on a wheel. You are our core.”

“No, I have a desire to share my mate with her other fated partner. With my best friend. With a man I’ve always known would share my fate.” “What?” “Phoenix and I have always shared a connection. A platonic connection,” he adds quickly, seeing my eyebrows rise up my forehead. “I knew if I ever found my fated mate, that mate would be Phoenix’s too.”

“Yes,” he repeats, his voice so deep, so low, it’s almost lost to a rumble in his broad chest. “Yes, you do, don’t you? Because you’re mine. All mine. My mate. My pretty girl. And my cock is just what you need.”

“You’re not in charge, Summer Clutton-Brock. You’re a bully and a bitch. And if you ever touch me again, I will mess up that pretty face of yours so badly you’ll weep every time you look in the mirror.”

“Spencer, you had hundreds of people cheering out there for you today, chanting your goddamn name. Who cares if I was there or not?” “I care,” he says, holding my eyes, his chestnut gaze softening. “I wanted you there.”