Psycho Academy (Cruel Shifterverse, #4)

by Jasmine Mas

The woman between Scorpius and Malum screamed, probably with a broken hip and not an orgasm, as I brainstormed names to call my pet crow. The slurping noises got louder. I pretended not to notice the fact that the girl on Horace’s bed was turning paler by the second and there was a concerning amount of blood pooling beneath her. Someone should probably stop him. He was latched onto her wrist and sucking like she was a milkshake. What a nice ambience. Zenith and Vegar were tangled under the covers on the far bed, and from the sloppy noises, they were making out passionately. And people said that love was dead? I glanced back at Horace’s bed. Yep, the woman was now seizing.