Legacy of Shadows (Supernaturals of Castle Academy, #1)

by Tessa Hale

“Okay,” I said. “Speak up,” Maryanne barked. “Okay,” I echoed louder. Her eyes narrowed. “You talking back to me?”

Parents

“Who. Hurt. You?”

“You don’t talk to her. You don’t even look at her.”

“Pushy.” He grinned. “You say pushy. I say charming.”

“It’s annoying.” “You mean endearing.” I snorted. “Must be nice to be that delusional.”

“I was just stating the obvious.” “Maybe if you’re delusional with a side of batshit crazy,” he snapped. “Let’s not forget jealous,” Dash added helpfully.

“Thanks for helping me.” Those amber eyes sparked with gold flecks. “Pretty sure I’d do anything for you.”

“You’re cute when you blush, Firecracker.”

“Did I drool?” Colt chuckled. “No drool, LeeLee.” “But those sounds you’re making could kill a man,” Ronan said, voice a little gruffer than normal. My cheeks flamed. Oops. “Sorry.” Ronan grinned. “Definitely don’t have to apologize. It’d be a good way to go.”

Each person talked over the other. There were threats of bodily harm, murder, and who knew what else.

Sunlight and my human pillow…Colt.

it was Trace that had my jaw dropping. He sat propped in a chair near my bed, Briar curled in his lap…purring.

“It’s not your fault. I’m just not used to covering the scars at home because there’s never been anyone to see them.” A muscle along Colt’s jaw ticked. “You don’t have to hide them around us.” Dash linked his fingers with mine again. “He’s right. You have nothing to be ashamed of.” “Unlike your mother,” Trace growled low. “She deserves to have her skin peeled from her body, nice and slow.” The image of him stroking Briar as he spoke such violent threats short-circuited my brain.

“Trace’s love language. Only he can call you an idiot and make it seem like the nicest thing you’ve ever heard.”

I did not need butt floss for a bathing suit.

I let the towel drop, and five sets of eyes bored into me. Dash’s hand holding a chip and dip froze halfway to his mouth. “Holy hell,” he muttered. Declan coughed. “If this is hell, sign my soul over to the Devil.”

I’d rather a day with you than a lifetime without you.”

“He’s right. I can live a lifetime in just a few stolen moments with you.”

“Without you, I could become a monster. With you, I’m just who I was meant to be.”

“Did you know that the clit has over eight thousand nerve endings?”

“I’m going to make each one stand up and beg.”

Going to map out every spot that brings you to the brink.” Colt chuckled. “You think he’s kidding? He’ll probably draw out a diagram for all of us.” Dash shrugged. “Science is man’s best friend.”

“That’s a good girl.”