He grabbed me by the shoulders and fell backward. We wrestled along the neatly trimmed grass, kicking up the lawn and dirt as we fought. “While that is true, I do not have a reason to have any loyalty to you either.” He grabbed my hair and bit my neck. I hissed and bore my fangs at him, attempting to bite back, but he held me at arm’s length once his teeth let me go. I scratched at him, but he bit my hand and kicked me again. Biting, scratching, kicking, clawing—we were going to tear each other limb from limb. None of it could come to any conclusion due to our equal match of strength
...more
you're telling me that these two grown ass men fought each other like a human tumbleweed across a garden and then sat in their separate corners like little toddlers? this book gets worse and worse by the minute
