Pack Darling: Part Two (Pack Darling, #2)

by Lola Rock

I draw LILAH in big, big letters. Galaxies of stars, flowers, and balisong knives with butterfly wings. All the deadly sweet and beautiful things. Prove I can be a good alpha? I can’t wait to headshot every asshole who looks at Lilah, even thinks of Lilah, but that doesn’t make me good for her. I’m empty except for a borrowed thread of starlight that I have to figure out how to lock down and keep in a pretty jar. With air holes. And, like, purple Easter grass and little cookie snacks in there. What I offer is a shittton of nothing. So Lilah can have me. The whole fucking nightmare package. I’ll put her name on my chest so she knows she owns me. Then I’ll dig in so far, she can’t breathe without sniffing oranges. Gonna keep my Star forever. And she’s gonna have to keep me.