Kindle Notes & Highlights
My heart pounds, my brain screaming at me not to provoke the big scary shifter, because they all must be one, right? Everyone in this compound is probably the same as Lynx. But my mouth has a mind of its own apparently. “Or what?”
Ha. Mouths do tend to have that capacity to outrun rational thought.
Morgan let’s go of me with a sharp inhale
No apostrophe in lets. Let's is a contraction of let us.
I remember the flair of recognition in his eyes earlier,
Flare, not flair. However, I'll. gladly shrug off misused homophones in favor of not seeing come spelled with three letters, any day.
I watch the four of them ride out, stealing myself for the pain
Another misdone homonym. Steel, not steal. They're kinda rife in here...
“And I’m not the only one with ones of these.”
Power slams into me, that tug in my belly exploding outwards, and this time I don’t resist it’s pull.
Its. No apostrophe.
