Intersect (Parallel, #2)

by Elizabeth O'Roark

“We don’t know all the rules,” he says, his mouth slipping up at the corner. “Maybe she needs to wait for the full moon.” A low laugh slips from my throat. “You’re confusing your supernatural beings.” “At the rate we’re going,” he says, “I’m going to end up fighting a werewolf over you.”

“I didn’t transfer her because I don’t trust anyone else to take care of her. And I know what you’re saying and all I can tell you is that this is different.” If I could utter the term soul mate without sounding like a complete pussy I would. Unfortunately, that’s not possible.

Nick, I think, just before the blackness obliterates thought. I found you before. I will find you again.